At first Zelos is ready to deflect the Flesh Eater question with a quick 'don't worry about it', too happy with the current light mood to bring it back down again for like the fifth time this week, but right at that moment Anna injects herself into the conversation and brings it up anyway before he can protest. Cold, sharp disappointment and resentment crystallize in his chest, and as the next subject change pushes itself to the forefront to leave the good mood forgotten, as Sheena's horror and anger invade their link and Lloyd starts going off about the blade system, Zelos averts his eyes off to the side, sits back, and eats the rest of his orange in silence, intent on only vaguely paying attention.
But then Lloyd's fervent ranting on the blade system catches his ear and doesn't let it go, so Zelos spares him a little glance out of the corner of his eye as he eats another orange slice. The sight plants a small and frighteningly warm feeling in his core, together with Sheena's agreement when she speaks next, but mostly, it all piques the Aegis' curiosity. A human, caring so damn much about how broken the system is? Wanting to change the system for the sake of bladekind? To abolish it?
Ain't that a concept.
The warm feeling remains, though. It's light and sweet, and completely uncomfortable, unfamiliar, terrifying. Zelos finishes eating his slice and lowers the rest to his lap, still intent on seeming nonchalant and disinterested, trying not to stand out. His pulse hastens. The logical side of Zelos' mind tells him not to believe such childish little ideals, especially when the three humans of this traveling party are planning on getting to it by asking the fucking Architect. You know, god. The man who supposedly created the world. Like, can't they take this a little bit more seriously, or what? It'd be a lot easier to go for the people in charge of regulating the system than chase after the fantasy of some lousy god that probably doesn't actually exist.
Honestly, Zelos has to laugh.
"So lemme get this straight. Apparently now the plan's gone from getting these two," he says, still sitting back, grinning devilishly and pointing with his head at Lloyd and Sheena, "back to their home world to just totally chasing after a myth in hopes that he will change, I dunno, the very fabrics of the entire world as it is." Spurred forward by some of Sheena's anger and his own disbelief, Zelos then chuckles, shrugs. "That's so... Human of you."
He says nothing else. But how very human indeed, Zelos thinks as that warmth trembles, yet remains.
Oh lord
But then Lloyd's fervent ranting on the blade system catches his ear and doesn't let it go, so Zelos spares him a little glance out of the corner of his eye as he eats another orange slice. The sight plants a small and frighteningly warm feeling in his core, together with Sheena's agreement when she speaks next, but mostly, it all piques the Aegis' curiosity. A human, caring so damn much about how broken the system is? Wanting to change the system for the sake of bladekind? To abolish it?
Ain't that a concept.
The warm feeling remains, though. It's light and sweet, and completely uncomfortable, unfamiliar, terrifying. Zelos finishes eating his slice and lowers the rest to his lap, still intent on seeming nonchalant and disinterested, trying not to stand out. His pulse hastens. The logical side of Zelos' mind tells him not to believe such childish little ideals, especially when the three humans of this traveling party are planning on getting to it by asking the fucking Architect. You know, god. The man who supposedly created the world. Like, can't they take this a little bit more seriously, or what? It'd be a lot easier to go for the people in charge of regulating the system than chase after the fantasy of some lousy god that probably doesn't actually exist.
Honestly, Zelos has to laugh.
"So lemme get this straight. Apparently now the plan's gone from getting these two," he says, still sitting back, grinning devilishly and pointing with his head at Lloyd and Sheena, "back to their home world to just totally chasing after a myth in hopes that he will change, I dunno, the very fabrics of the entire world as it is." Spurred forward by some of Sheena's anger and his own disbelief, Zelos then chuckles, shrugs. "That's so... Human of you."
He says nothing else. But how very human indeed, Zelos thinks as that warmth trembles, yet remains.