"Genis and Colette are... well, they're okay. Upset, worried, but they knew you'd be alright." Lloyd replies, sugarcoating it all just a little bit, running a hand through his fringe. "They're gonna be fine. I left them a note explaining I left to find you, and it's not - well, it's not ideal, but I didn't have the time to explain to them."
He lies down, crossing his arms behind his head, and blows his bangs out of the way. "Origin popped up in my room. I hadn't really been sleeping, but he told me he had an incredibly weak signal of where you were and he needed to send me immediately before he lost it. I barely had time to write that note," he chuckles, "I hope they could read what I wrote, 's not like my handwriting is pretty."
There's a small silence, and then Lloyd admits, "yeah, I would have done the same thing. Regarding Zelos, I mean. It's -" he stops, sighing. "What the fuck have we landed ourselves in, Sheena?"
Lloyd's voice is exhausted, and he feels that tiredness seep in through his bones, the excitement of the day leaving him an emotionally drained and stressed skeleton of himself. He slips his arms from under his head and unbuttons his coat, shifting just enough to take it off and toss it somewhere around the general area of his boots.
"Ugh, you know what? That's a problem for future Lloyd," he says, grabbing at the covers and pulling them over him, and then lifting them and gesturing for Sheena to join him. "I want to try to sleep. If I'm not asleep in five minutes I give you permission to knock me out."
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He lies down, crossing his arms behind his head, and blows his bangs out of the way. "Origin popped up in my room. I hadn't really been sleeping, but he told me he had an incredibly weak signal of where you were and he needed to send me immediately before he lost it. I barely had time to write that note," he chuckles, "I hope they could read what I wrote, 's not like my handwriting is pretty."
There's a small silence, and then Lloyd admits, "yeah, I would have done the same thing. Regarding Zelos, I mean. It's -" he stops, sighing. "What the fuck have we landed ourselves in, Sheena?"
Lloyd's voice is exhausted, and he feels that tiredness seep in through his bones, the excitement of the day leaving him an emotionally drained and stressed skeleton of himself. He slips his arms from under his head and unbuttons his coat, shifting just enough to take it off and toss it somewhere around the general area of his boots.
"Ugh, you know what? That's a problem for future Lloyd," he says, grabbing at the covers and pulling them over him, and then lifting them and gesturing for Sheena to join him. "I want to try to sleep. If I'm not asleep in five minutes I give you permission to knock me out."