[@Old Amsterdam]

Felix smiled warmly. He was playing it rather cool at the moment but inside it was chaos. His stomach was knotted, his brain was replaying what imagined had happened when they had fallen asleep, and worst of all his hand was back to throbbing.
Maybe it was just a hunch but something told Felix he should get used to that pain.

Giving a little chuckle at her flustered comment, he patted the air. 

"Yeah. I'll be right here. Not sure if I can promise that nurse trip though. I kinda.. sorta..." unable to make eye contact now with guilt on his mind, he turned to look out the window. "Challenged that loser Manilow to a fight.. before coming to the rooftops.." [i]and having found a piece of what happiness is in the process..[/i]

Leaving out that last bit seemes wise. Any more feelings between the two here and now could have consequences. Like Felix dieing from his own embarassment, or Dia blushing herself into a nosebleed.

Speaking of clothes, Felix's eyes went wide as he realized that unlike everyone else, Felix had nothing else to wear but the clothes he had arrived with and no funds to get anything else.

"I'll wait here till you get back and we can talk about the nurse. I promise. While you're gone I should probably consider a shower myself..."

The clean clothes problem would be dealt with later..