[He knows about Mizuho. He's heard about it before, at least, knows the rumours of their people being experts at espionage and whatnot. It's one of the first things anyone learns in the corrupt business of politics. Why Mizuho would send an agent over to kidnap him eludes him completely, but it should make do for a hiding place if they manage to escape, he guesses. Sure, why not.
But that's not what he's focused on at the moment.
Sheena's grief is sharp and echoing in their link, washing over Zelos like a gentle, yet strong wave. She sounds so... defeated. Small. Like she's reaching a limit and yet won't allow herself to do it, or she doesn't even know that she's reaching it in the first place. "I don't want to lose you again," come her words, and without even thinking about it Zelos feels himself relax, shoulders drooping, breath leaving him in a slow exhale. "Again," she said. She seems so dead-set on some sort of bond between them, but Zelos has no idea what's going on here, and that honest to god scares him. Is there something here that he's missing? He's pretty sure he's never met this girl before in his life. And even if he's famous and well-known throughout the country, she has no right to be so friendly and familiar with him at all. Who the hell is she?
What does she know, that he doesn't? Why does she insist he give her something he genuinely cannot give?
Zelos takes a deep breath. Holds it. Counts in multiples of seven, each number punctuated like pieces of a finality in a decision he doesn't like, could never like, but thinks is necessary. They're not going to get anywhere like this--they need to bridge the gap. And that means...]
"Put your hand on my core crystal," [he demands. If she's going to order him around, to dangle freedom in front of his face like that, then he gets to be hostile right back. Zelos squints.] "I need to check something."
OH BOY
But that's not what he's focused on at the moment.
Sheena's grief is sharp and echoing in their link, washing over Zelos like a gentle, yet strong wave. She sounds so... defeated. Small. Like she's reaching a limit and yet won't allow herself to do it, or she doesn't even know that she's reaching it in the first place. "I don't want to lose you again," come her words, and without even thinking about it Zelos feels himself relax, shoulders drooping, breath leaving him in a slow exhale. "Again," she said. She seems so dead-set on some sort of bond between them, but Zelos has no idea what's going on here, and that honest to god scares him. Is there something here that he's missing? He's pretty sure he's never met this girl before in his life. And even if he's famous and well-known throughout the country, she has no right to be so friendly and familiar with him at all. Who the hell is she?
What does she know, that he doesn't? Why does she insist he give her something he genuinely cannot give?
Zelos takes a deep breath. Holds it. Counts in multiples of seven, each number punctuated like pieces of a finality in a decision he doesn't like, could never like, but thinks is necessary. They're not going to get anywhere like this--they need to bridge the gap. And that means...]
"Put your hand on my core crystal," [he demands. If she's going to order him around, to dangle freedom in front of his face like that, then he gets to be hostile right back. Zelos squints.] "I need to check something."