The circumstances around Paris have calmed down, with Monarch no longer being around to akumatize people left and right. Though that doesn't mean Félix's personal life came to halt or slowed down — no, it even gained speed with everything suddenly begging for his attention. Even things that he thought as miniscule seemed to be such a big priority.
One of many good things that comes with a miraculous is how easy it is to travel. All you need is to say a word and jump out the window to your destination or to your place of escapism.
And so there he was, sitting with his legs hanging off the edge on the Big Ben in his civil form. Duusu, resting on his lap as he was looking at the beauty of London with a pensive thoughtful expression.
Here, problems shouldn't catch up, yeah?