[Zelos watches the exchange with crossed arms and a smile on his face, tucking away the information they share and building himself a nifty little relationship chart in his head. So far the dynamics seem awfully close: Malos, a blade, adopted Anna, his driver, and at some point gave him part of his core crystal to turn her into a blade eater. That sheer amount of trust is something foreign to Zelos, but, hey, with everything that a blade eater's connection to their blade implies, he guesses he could probably work with that information somehow.
Lloyd and Sheena are friends and hail from the same world. Out of the corner of his eye, Zelos spares a glance to Lloyd and Anna's general direction, hums, and then looks down to the floor, pensive. He vaguely remembers someone dressed in red in that memory he'd seen. Just in case, Zelos should probably be careful around this Lloyd guy, then, if Sheena's reaction to him is anything to go by. God. Zelos pouts a little, mentally cursing his alternate self for leaving him his mess to deal with. And it hits him, then, how odd it is to think of himself as dead in another universe, but...
He blinks when Malos moves, hears him call out to the humans in the house and call for bedtime, and laughs. Well, at least someone here has the right idea. Blades are always smarter than humans like that.]
"You know what? I agree," [he says to Sheena, a shit-eating grin on his face. He shrugs.] "You humans are sooo delicate when you don't sleep!"
Guys I'm still here
Lloyd and Sheena are friends and hail from the same world. Out of the corner of his eye, Zelos spares a glance to Lloyd and Anna's general direction, hums, and then looks down to the floor, pensive. He vaguely remembers someone dressed in red in that memory he'd seen. Just in case, Zelos should probably be careful around this Lloyd guy, then, if Sheena's reaction to him is anything to go by. God. Zelos pouts a little, mentally cursing his alternate self for leaving him his mess to deal with. And it hits him, then, how odd it is to think of himself as dead in another universe, but...
He blinks when Malos moves, hears him call out to the humans in the house and call for bedtime, and laughs. Well, at least someone here has the right idea. Blades are always smarter than humans like that.]
"You know what? I agree," [he says to Sheena, a shit-eating grin on his face. He shrugs.] "You humans are sooo delicate when you don't sleep!"