[ the most felix can offer for a few long seconds is a blank stare as iggy explains. he blinks once, slowly, and then again, lifting his eyebrows in both confusion and surprise. that's - quite a bit to unpack, but somehow not the strangest thing anyone's ever said to him. ]

Well, uh. That sounds like it sucked. The dying thing, not the - not the merman... thing. [ he scratches his brow with his thumb nail, watches iggy curiously for a beat. ] But, uh. A medium, huh? Guess you don't ever have to worry about being lonely.