Malos feels-- bad, he really does. It occurs to him that he definitely should have put a stop to this immediately instead of letting it play out, considering now he's just-shy of having a panic attack and Zelos is clearly upset, not to mention Sheena and Lloyd had to watch all that. Son of a dick. He's an idiot.
Still though. Nothing he can do about Zelos at the moment. (He wants to apologize, wants to explain, but he can really only explain so much of what that was without telling Zelos the whole truth, and he's not sure if he has a good enough lie in him.) All there is to do is to take care of himself.
He's already sunk onto the ground with Anna, pulling her into the tightest hug possible. Just holding her (She's alive. He's alive. They're alive.) is doing wonders, at least.
"Why the fuck's Jin all the way in Hima," Malos whines. The definitely irrational fear that everyone did die on him while he wasn't looking sits in his core crystal whether he likes it or not. Holding Anna definitely, definitely helps, but like...
"He and Lora were bored out of their minds, is why," Anna tells him, laughing. "I'd suggest we go see 'em, but Hima's way too far out of our way." She sits up a little straighter, a quick note of anger spiking . "Oh fuck, you remembered to leave 'em a note, right?"
"I did."
"Oh thank fuck. Jin would have frozen half the continent with his worry."
"And Lora would have promptly torn apart the other half."
They laugh, a little. Hold each other. It's fine. It's a little better.
Lloyd comes over not long later. Malos sends a grateful look up at him, touched immensely by his concern and-- aw fuck. What the hell? His grandson's such a good kid. Malos hopes he can raise his own Lloyd to be even half this sweet.
"Yeah, yeah, I know," Malos tells Lloyd, smiling up at him as well as he can muster. He is feeling pretty okay, at least. Could be better. "I'm here. We're here. No one's dead-- well." He sighs. Not everyone made it out that night, of course. But no one here is dead, at least. Anna squeezes him a little tighter.
Malos pushes the thought out of his mind and looks up at Lloyd. Lloyd's... Architect, he doesn't look like he's doing too hot, either. Before Malos can convince himself it's a bad idea, he shifts, yanks Lloyd towards him and and wraps him in as crushing of a hug he can manage while his other arm's around Anna.
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Still though. Nothing he can do about Zelos at the moment. (He wants to apologize, wants to explain, but he can really only explain so much of what that was without telling Zelos the whole truth, and he's not sure if he has a good enough lie in him.) All there is to do is to take care of himself.
He's already sunk onto the ground with Anna, pulling her into the tightest hug possible. Just holding her (She's alive. He's alive. They're alive.) is doing wonders, at least.
"Why the fuck's Jin all the way in Hima," Malos whines. The definitely irrational fear that everyone did die on him while he wasn't looking sits in his core crystal whether he likes it or not. Holding Anna definitely, definitely helps, but like...
"He and Lora were bored out of their minds, is why," Anna tells him, laughing. "I'd suggest we go see 'em, but Hima's way too far out of our way." She sits up a little straighter, a quick note of anger spiking . "Oh fuck, you remembered to leave 'em a note, right?"
"I did."
"Oh thank fuck. Jin would have frozen half the continent with his worry."
"And Lora would have promptly torn apart the other half."
They laugh, a little. Hold each other. It's fine. It's a little better.
Lloyd comes over not long later. Malos sends a grateful look up at him, touched immensely by his concern and-- aw fuck. What the hell? His grandson's such a good kid. Malos hopes he can raise his own Lloyd to be even half this sweet.
"Yeah, yeah, I know," Malos tells Lloyd, smiling up at him as well as he can muster. He is feeling pretty okay, at least. Could be better. "I'm here. We're here. No one's dead-- well." He sighs. Not everyone made it out that night, of course. But no one here is dead, at least. Anna squeezes him a little tighter.
Malos pushes the thought out of his mind and looks up at Lloyd. Lloyd's... Architect, he doesn't look like he's doing too hot, either. Before Malos can convince himself it's a bad idea, he shifts, yanks Lloyd towards him and and wraps him in as crushing of a hug he can manage while his other arm's around Anna.
"Hey, you're here too," he whispers.