He prays, Please, don’t let me fall in love with this man.
The man who refused to open his eyes and was roughly mechanical almost to the point of passionless becomes a distant memory. Felix realises the man who talks about everything, listens intently, and sets his body off in a million different ways is who caused the subtly persistent itch he could never get rid of over the years. Some part must have sensed this man underneath the one he encountered.
Then, Ned says, “I love you.”
Thank you, he prays, for letting me fall in love with Ned.