With a cheery grin, Lloyd waves at Colette as she leaves the room, wishing her luck with the prissy redhead, but she seems to have it covered. Lloyd kinda wonders how she knows him, but given how Colette knows everyone on the island of Besaid pretty well, maybe she’s just got the ability to make friends with everyone she meets. He wouldn’t be surprised if Zelos just got caught up by her cute smiles and friendly demeanor too.
Sure looks like Sheena did, Lloyd observes, grin turning mischievous. He files this away for later, not willing to give her shit for a baby crush before knowing her properly.
He does set his attention on her words once the curtain pulls closed on the room once more, listening as intently as he can as she explains the duty of a guardian, but his ears catch the mention of Zanarkand and he can’t help the way surprise colors his features, mouth dropping open a little, brows furrowing in confusion. Colette had said Zanarkand was destroyed, Lloyd had seen it...
Stubborn hope worms its way up his chest and into his throat, a question being formed behind his lips, but instead of speaking it aloud, he takes a chance to glance at his mom, asking it wordlessly. Could it be that Zanarkand can be recovered?
After a few seconds, he shifts his expression back into his carefree one, raising his eyebrows and setting a confident beam back onto his face, shoving his hands into his pockets. “Being a guardian, huh? I think I’m in, Lady Sheena,” Lloyd huffs a laugh, pushing an image that doesn’t betray the way his thoughts race with possibilities and stifled hope. “Protecting a lady is the dream of any lowly squire, after all!” He winks, making sure his words come out playful, “I’m sure you can handle yourself, but I’ll make myself useful, I promise.”
what a farce
Sure looks like Sheena did, Lloyd observes, grin turning mischievous. He files this away for later, not willing to give her shit for a baby crush before knowing her properly.
He does set his attention on her words once the curtain pulls closed on the room once more, listening as intently as he can as she explains the duty of a guardian, but his ears catch the mention of Zanarkand and he can’t help the way surprise colors his features, mouth dropping open a little, brows furrowing in confusion. Colette had said Zanarkand was destroyed, Lloyd had seen it...
Stubborn hope worms its way up his chest and into his throat, a question being formed behind his lips, but instead of speaking it aloud, he takes a chance to glance at his mom, asking it wordlessly. Could it be that Zanarkand can be recovered?
After a few seconds, he shifts his expression back into his carefree one, raising his eyebrows and setting a confident beam back onto his face, shoving his hands into his pockets. “Being a guardian, huh? I think I’m in, Lady Sheena,” Lloyd huffs a laugh, pushing an image that doesn’t betray the way his thoughts race with possibilities and stifled hope. “Protecting a lady is the dream of any lowly squire, after all!” He winks, making sure his words come out playful, “I’m sure you can handle yourself, but I’ll make myself useful, I promise.”