To be honest, Zelos isn't expecting the apology at all, and so to suddenly receive it while making direct eye contact catches the Aegis off-guard and throws him off for a precious second. His mask falters before he picks it back up again, a little grin and a chuckle covering for the previously vulnerable surprise that had been on his expression before. "Ahaha, aw, come on. I'm pretty sure everyone had a shit day! It's fine, it's fine!"
Architect, is everyone he meets going to be a weirdo like this that doesn't follow normal social conventions and just throws him off on a loop? Zelos isn't so sure he'll be able to handle five people like this, now, but whatever. Zelos shrugs. There's more important things to do right now. This Guy proclaims he'd rather defend the Aegis from Tethe'alla and save that other blade--Martel--from being used in the cannon, and unconsciously Zelos' stance relaxes just a little. A blade mostly siding with blades is always a good sign, even moreso for a flesh eater.
Because Zelos isn't stupid. He knows what being a flesh eater implies for the majority of the victims.
A flesh eater siding with humans would be downright monstrous.
Still, despite the evidence pointing towards This Guy being a good gamble, there's a lot of things that won't fully allow Zelos to completely relax around him--ergo, he's a gamble. The way he sits close to Lloyd is reassuring, but the core crystals he keeps in his hands are not. His words and ideals align with Zelos', but the way he'd yelled and acted after the caves sparks uncertainty in Zelos' core.
So "Anyway, hey," Zelos says, calling out for Lloyd's attention again, definitely appearing a little more awake now than how he'd originally presented himself, "I think I've spent enough time hanging around doing nothing. I might as well make myself useful and take a walk around the perimeter to make sure the ether in the area's stable and quiet." The Aegis turns his attention to This Guy next, grinning. "Hey, you wanna walk with me? Two heads are better than one, and I don't wanna risk lil' Lloyd here after the mines. My bud should be resting."
Oh god Kratos I'm fucked up
Architect, is everyone he meets going to be a weirdo like this that doesn't follow normal social conventions and just throws him off on a loop? Zelos isn't so sure he'll be able to handle five people like this, now, but whatever. Zelos shrugs. There's more important things to do right now. This Guy proclaims he'd rather defend the Aegis from Tethe'alla and save that other blade--Martel--from being used in the cannon, and unconsciously Zelos' stance relaxes just a little. A blade mostly siding with blades is always a good sign, even moreso for a flesh eater.
Because Zelos isn't stupid. He knows what being a flesh eater implies for the majority of the victims.
A flesh eater siding with humans would be downright monstrous.
Still, despite the evidence pointing towards This Guy being a good gamble, there's a lot of things that won't fully allow Zelos to completely relax around him--ergo, he's a gamble. The way he sits close to Lloyd is reassuring, but the core crystals he keeps in his hands are not. His words and ideals align with Zelos', but the way he'd yelled and acted after the caves sparks uncertainty in Zelos' core.
So "Anyway, hey," Zelos says, calling out for Lloyd's attention again, definitely appearing a little more awake now than how he'd originally presented himself, "I think I've spent enough time hanging around doing nothing. I might as well make myself useful and take a walk around the perimeter to make sure the ether in the area's stable and quiet." The Aegis turns his attention to This Guy next, grinning. "Hey, you wanna walk with me? Two heads are better than one, and I don't wanna risk lil' Lloyd here after the mines. My bud should be resting."