You know what? It actually gets a little easier to tell when Lloyd's being a jackass and fucking with people about food after having been subjected to said fuckery in the first place, so when Lloyd starts to go off about the s'mores process being backwards in his world and Malos falls for it, Zelos stifles his giggling by eating a marshmallow Malos handed him over earlier.
Lloyd's really fucking committed to his act, huh? He could fool Zelos again if he didn't know what to look for, or if he wasn't expecting him to pull something like this again, or if it wasn't for the little pull to his lips that's telling of a shit-eating grin. He's not tricking Zelos again that easily. Still, though. Architect, must he do this to every unsuspecting blade out there in the world? Please.
Clearly there is only one way to handle a situation like this.
He starts by taking off his glove and laughing. "Yeah, no, that's totally how they do it," Zelos shrugs, reaching over for another marshmallow to carefully warm it in his hand. The idea of getting sticky for the sake of a joke is horrible, but, whatever. If all the pieces of the puzzle don't come together perfectly then the full picture won't be convincing, so it's a sacrifice he's willing to make. "It's quite the backwards culture, honestly. They do everything all weird, but cultural differences are fun, right!"
Oh god, the marshmallow's melting. This is disgusting. Last minute, Zelos isn't sure he can commit to actually grabbing chocolate like this and getting even dirtier, so instead he redirects everyone's attention to Sheena when he turns on his heel and waves over at her, shouting, "Sheena! Get over here and help me with this!"
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Lloyd's really fucking committed to his act, huh? He could fool Zelos again if he didn't know what to look for, or if he wasn't expecting him to pull something like this again, or if it wasn't for the little pull to his lips that's telling of a shit-eating grin. He's not tricking Zelos again that easily. Still, though. Architect, must he do this to every unsuspecting blade out there in the world? Please.
Clearly there is only one way to handle a situation like this.
He starts by taking off his glove and laughing. "Yeah, no, that's totally how they do it," Zelos shrugs, reaching over for another marshmallow to carefully warm it in his hand. The idea of getting sticky for the sake of a joke is horrible, but, whatever. If all the pieces of the puzzle don't come together perfectly then the full picture won't be convincing, so it's a sacrifice he's willing to make. "It's quite the backwards culture, honestly. They do everything all weird, but cultural differences are fun, right!"
Oh god, the marshmallow's melting. This is disgusting. Last minute, Zelos isn't sure he can commit to actually grabbing chocolate like this and getting even dirtier, so instead he redirects everyone's attention to Sheena when he turns on his heel and waves over at her, shouting, "Sheena! Get over here and help me with this!"