[He opens his mouth for some bullshit about getting turned down, looks at Guy, closes it. Hmph.... Now is a really unfortunate time to feel honorable.]
I guess you could say I'm angry. It's an inconvenient experience. Anyway I'm listening, I'm listening. You should tell me more.
[Not entirely honest, but not entirely lies either. He tried...?]
[Leave him to work his way out of his own messes...? He looks down again. What does he expect? It's not as if any of this is something he'd go to his friends with normally. ...In fact he purposely left them out of the loop.
Running his hand through his hair again he stubbornly avoids Guy's gaze.]
Break me out of closets?
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[How to help? How could anyone possibly help? There are no easy answers to the problems in front of him. But that begs the question: what the hell did he even show up here for?
He's quiet for a moment as he tries to think it out. Actually voicing what he wants instead of clandestinely stealing it isn't exactly something he's used to.]
...Help me forget who I am.
[So... He wants to run away. That's why he came. Because he's too cowardly to face himself. He'll return to the black box, but he already did his three for today. Until then... He doesn't want to think about it. He doesn't want to remember it. He wants to forget everything about Zelos Wilder.]
You know if you make friends around here the CDC will use them against you.
[Guy doesn't answer at first. Was that what he was so afraid of? Whatever thoughts were running through his head, he's certain they're tiring.
Quietly:]
Kimlasca and Malkuth frequently fought each other. Relations between them weren't always good. [His file's given most of his past, anyway. All he's doing is elaborating on the skeleton that was already there.] When I moved to Kimlasca, I was essentially entering enemy territory. I didn't think I should waste time making friends.
[He shrugs, lowering his gaze.] I was wrong in the end. People don't work that way. Humans can't stay alone, Zelos. That's just how it is.
[His instinct is to get up and walk away. He doesn't, but he wants to. He's always been good at running from the things in front of him.]
It's widely believed Chosen aren't human in Tethe'alla. [His file even says he isn't human. Hah... That had stung quite a bit to see.] You might be preaching to the wrong person. [...] But I get what you mean.
[Glad you enjoy his embarrassment Guy? This does help though. Because it's different. Because it's completely separate from the world of nobles and responsibility he belongs to.
But god damn is it embarrassing being so easily figured out.]
Are you kidding? They're not this cutesy about it.
It doesn't really matter. [He shrugs, as if to say who cares?] I'm more concerned about the fact that you've even considered it. I'm not sure if I want such a great honor.
You've already bought me a drink. [Technically it was a free drink, but whatever. The offer was there...!] Who knew this is what you were aiming for all along....
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[He's certain he's got a good ballpark guess. That much gave him determination to push onward.]
Anyway, all I'm asking is if something's up. You seem distracted.
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[He opens his mouth for some bullshit about getting turned down, looks at Guy, closes it. Hmph.... Now is a really unfortunate time to feel honorable.]
I guess you could say I'm angry. It's an inconvenient experience. Anyway I'm listening, I'm listening. You should tell me more.
[Not entirely honest, but not entirely lies either. He tried...?]
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You know, if it's eating at you so badly I'd be happy to help out, even if all I can do is listen.
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Knock it off.
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Knock what off?
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Do you have to be so self-sacrificing all the time? You don't have to help everyone, you know. No one's going to hold it against you.
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[Guy's a pushover, sure. And he sometimes gets more involved than he really should at times. But he's someone who can pick and choose his fights.]
I'm being a friend. What do you expect me to do?
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Running his hand through his hair again he stubbornly avoids Guy's gaze.]
Break me out of closets?
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Look... if you want to deal with it on your own, fine. But since you're here, at least give me some idea of how to help.
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He's quiet for a moment as he tries to think it out. Actually voicing what he wants instead of clandestinely stealing it isn't exactly something he's used to.]
...Help me forget who I am.
[So... He wants to run away. That's why he came. Because he's too cowardly to face himself. He'll return to the black box, but he already did his three for today. Until then... He doesn't want to think about it. He doesn't want to remember it. He wants to forget everything about Zelos Wilder.]
You know if you make friends around here the CDC will use them against you.
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Quietly:]
Kimlasca and Malkuth frequently fought each other. Relations between them weren't always good. [His file's given most of his past, anyway. All he's doing is elaborating on the skeleton that was already there.] When I moved to Kimlasca, I was essentially entering enemy territory. I didn't think I should waste time making friends.
[He shrugs, lowering his gaze.] I was wrong in the end. People don't work that way. Humans can't stay alone, Zelos. That's just how it is.
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[His instinct is to get up and walk away. He doesn't, but he wants to. He's always been good at running from the things in front of him.]
It's widely believed Chosen aren't human in Tethe'alla. [His file even says he isn't human. Hah... That had stung quite a bit to see.] You might be preaching to the wrong person. [...] But I get what you mean.
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You're joking, right? You're the most obnoxious human I've met on this ship so far.
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[An helpful one, but still. What the hell Guy?!]
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[WOW???? Damn it. Putting a hand over his face.]
I changed my mind. Just stop talking!
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Is this all it takes to stop the great Zelos Wilder? I thought you'd be used to hearing stuff like this from your hunnies.
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But god damn is it embarrassing being so easily figured out.]
Are you kidding? They're not this cutesy about it.
[What the fuck Guy?]
Who told you you're one of my hunnies?
[Kaname....]
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It doesn't really matter. [He shrugs, as if to say who cares?] I'm more concerned about the fact that you've even considered it. I'm not sure if I want such a great honor.
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Looking at Guy a bit incredulously. How fishy. What kind of teen comedy is this...]
Ah.... Well. If that's how you feel about it.
[Waving...weakly.]
It's all yours. I wouldn't deny a hero an honor.
[When did it become an honor?? Shoving the last of his food in his mouth to escape culpability. He's just a guy eating a meal! Sure.]
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Whoa, wait! I was serious when I said I didn't want it! [He really shouldn't joke about stuff like this.]
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You'll have to improve your personality a bit before I could even think of looking at you.
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[Slowly, but inevitably. Unless Zelos runs away. He's surely considering it. Standing, he picks up his cleared plate.]
I suppose I owe you two. Or should I just call this "friendship".
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You're a strange guy. [He waves his hand.] I haven't done anything of note for you. All I did was give you some food.
So, yeah. "Friendship" works just fine.
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