Lloyd jumps a little as soon as Zelos' voice rings into the clearing, having heard his steps but somehow not having been able to register them past the fog of bullshit he's been forced to think about. God, he's so out of it and he's not even high this time. He really does wish he could sleep.
Still, he shoves the carving into his pocket quickly and stands, turning around to face Zelos, and eyes him up and down quickly, checking for anything worrying. "Hey, Zelos!" Lloyd greets, the smile coming to his face genuine and excited, all things considered. "How are you doing, man? We were worried about you."
Something about the way Zelos is acting strikes Lloyd as fake, or. He doesn't know. There's a certain attitude to his movements and dramaticized motions that seems like an act, seems similar to the way his Zelos used to lay the masks on thick enough to trick all of them, Lloyd included. Not quite understanding why Zelos was relying on it here, but not willing to call him out on it, he files the information away for later.
(Lloyd refuses to think about how Zelos had dropped the mask the one time Lloyd had decided to harden his own heart.)
"You've been out for only a few hours," Lloyd answers, brushing some of his fringe out of his eyes. To be completely honest, he's very happy somebody came in and broke the awkward silence between him and Kratos. "You sure you're feeling well enough to be up and about already? You definitely saved our asses there, so nobody will complain if you wanna keep resting."
god lloyd /immediately/ perked up. honey
Still, he shoves the carving into his pocket quickly and stands, turning around to face Zelos, and eyes him up and down quickly, checking for anything worrying. "Hey, Zelos!" Lloyd greets, the smile coming to his face genuine and excited, all things considered. "How are you doing, man? We were worried about you."
Something about the way Zelos is acting strikes Lloyd as fake, or. He doesn't know. There's a certain attitude to his movements and dramaticized motions that seems like an act, seems similar to the way his Zelos used to lay the masks on thick enough to trick all of them, Lloyd included. Not quite understanding why Zelos was relying on it here, but not willing to call him out on it, he files the information away for later.
(Lloyd refuses to think about how Zelos had dropped the mask the one time Lloyd had decided to harden his own heart.)
"You've been out for only a few hours," Lloyd answers, brushing some of his fringe out of his eyes. To be completely honest, he's very happy somebody came in and broke the awkward silence between him and Kratos. "You sure you're feeling well enough to be up and about already? You definitely saved our asses there, so nobody will complain if you wanna keep resting."