[At the very least, Feliks is resilient. It doesn't take too long before he's brushed his moment of weakness aside, perking up as he takes in his new environs.]

Like, what do people eat around here, anyway? I mean, I know it's probably mega-gross compared to the stuff you've been having at France's place, but is it like okay and stuff? Are they feeding you enough?

[His inner Eastern European mom is always concerned about that when his people live with other nations. He's genuinely curious, too, as well, if in a sort of laid-back, lazy way.]