Kratos should reply with a nice to meet you, or comment on the alternate dimension thing, either of those; but he hears Lloyd say this world's me is in Iselia and forgets everything else, voice lodged in his throat. He fumbles for a second, finally managing to get out: "What's he doing in Iselia!? Has he been there this whole time? Did Anna know--"
Stop, stop, stop. That's not fair to Lloyd. Kratos bites down his anger, and since in the height of the moment he'd turned his whole body to face Lloyd completely, he swings his body back. Doesn't look at Lloyd. Tries to breathe. Once he's pretty sure his voice is going to come out normal (which takes some time) he speaks.
"Sorry. It's not you I'm mad at." Take a deep breath again, Kratos, just in case. He tightens his hands, fists pressed into his knees. "I just." He's not quite sure what to say. He laughs, bitter, short and helpless. "I cannot believe my son is alive and no one thought to tell me. Five years, and I could have been with him this whole time...."
(If Anna were not clearly sleeping off an injury, he would have woken her by now to ask, because honestly? What the fuck.)
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Stop, stop, stop. That's not fair to Lloyd. Kratos bites down his anger, and since in the height of the moment he'd turned his whole body to face Lloyd completely, he swings his body back. Doesn't look at Lloyd. Tries to breathe. Once he's pretty sure his voice is going to come out normal (which takes some time) he speaks.
"Sorry. It's not you I'm mad at." Take a deep breath again, Kratos, just in case. He tightens his hands, fists pressed into his knees. "I just." He's not quite sure what to say. He laughs, bitter, short and helpless. "I cannot believe my son is alive and no one thought to tell me. Five years, and I could have been with him this whole time...."
(If Anna were not clearly sleeping off an injury, he would have woken her by now to ask, because honestly? What the fuck.)