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Malos ([personal profile] theactingdad) wrote in [personal profile] summonerd 2019-03-16 04:49 am (UTC)

Malos watches Zelos laugh and flap his hand in dismissal of Sheena's comment, and that plus the whole "What you stole is an Aegis" thing? Hoo. Malos doesn't even know where to begin unpacking that. Or even if he can right now. He feels a spike of anger from Anna, chuckles lightly in the wake of it. Yeah. Yeah.

(Makes him kind of wish they'd tried to save Zelos themselves, sooner, but-- well, they couldn't do it like Sheena had. Being a blade eater immediately disqualified Anna from the list of people that Tethe'alla would consider letting attempt to resonate with Zelos, desperate or not. And obviously they weren't gonna let Malos try, either.)

"Well," Malos says. "It's-- pretty late at night, and we should be safe here for now, so we'll be fine if we stay put, I think. At least 'til-- I dunno. Tomorrow night? Then we can move to a safehouse further from Meltokio. Y'all look like you might need the rest."

They do, but this is mostly a pointed comment at Anna, who he knows hasn't slept since she woke up this morning. Wouldn't be the first time she'd gone a few days without sleep, but Malos would still like to avoid that if possible.

"Which means I guess there's plenty of time for us to catch up!" he says, brightly, his grin a little too sharp. Alarm flares through Anna, recognizing the tone of his voice and probably the signals he's sending along their emotion bleed, but--

Well, he's already squeezed her hand, let go of it, and then shoved her in Lloyd's direction, so.

"Hey!" Anna shoots back at him, glaring, frustration bubbling along the ether that ties them.

"What! You should talk to your alternate-universe son!" Malos replies, grinning.

"Alternate-universe...?" Anna repeats, face scrunching up. Her confusion sings a loud song in his chest, but he just waggles his eyebrows at her, and her curiosity wins out. She turns back around to Lloyd, studying him like she's not sure what to make of him.

"You're," she begins, then: "I... Architect, look at you! You're all grown up!"

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