[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....
[Despite his complaint, he's genuinely glad to hear some of that energy back in Zelos's voice. Act or no act, it's a part of who he is. Guy doesn't bother to get up. Instead, he shifts so he's sitting backwards in the chair, arms folded atop of it.]
Hmm... I've had a plenty of people tell me how to be merciful. And there's someone on blue who thinks I might be capable of compassion. But you're the first person to want to be my friend.
[lol?????? Honesty Hour with Zelos is actually appalling. He sounds happy enough if that means anything at all.]
Are you sure we shouldn't be getting your head checked with medical?
I've made friends with someone called "the Necromancer." My reputation's already hit rock bottom back home. I can't get any worse.
[The lands that would belong to House Gardios sat at the bottom of the sea. His family was dead and, with his condition right now, he won't be able to rebuild the family line anytime soon. He wasn't sure, either, if that was what he really wanted to do. When you added all this up, along with the years he spent in Kimlasca and the company he kept, it was little wonder that Guy wasn't a popular noble in the courts. He's learned a long time ago to weather all manners of gossips and insults. More importantly:]
Oi, oi... [Setting the plate aside before coming back in and flicking water from his gloves at Guy.] That's not something to brag about~. I don't think I'm the one who's a handful here.
You really want to believe that, don't you. [Denile isn't a good place to be Guy, there's crocodiles in there... No, kidding, he's just amused. Is that his new descriptor? Sounds like something someone would say about their kids. What is that saying? "Boys will be boys"?] Better than being a magnet. You might want to turn down that field of yours professor.
[Waving and heading for the door. He feels a little more grounded. That's enough. Everything else? Yeah, running like hell from that. This whole thing never happened...!!]
Right, you're just charmed by my great personality.
[Guy turns so he can see Zelos off, raises a hand to bid him goodbye. He didn't expect him to stay for too long, anyway. It seems like the talk's cheered him up, and that's all he could ask for.]
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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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[Going to go clean and dry his plate. He's not a complete mooch. Sometimes?]
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[Despite his complaint, he's genuinely glad to hear some of that energy back in Zelos's voice. Act or no act, it's a part of who he is. Guy doesn't bother to get up. Instead, he shifts so he's sitting backwards in the chair, arms folded atop of it.]
I'm sure you've survived worse, anyway.
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[lol?????? Honesty Hour with Zelos is actually appalling. He sounds happy enough if that means anything at all.]
Are you sure we shouldn't be getting your head checked with medical?
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[The lands that would belong to House Gardios sat at the bottom of the sea. His family was dead and, with his condition right now, he won't be able to rebuild the family line anytime soon. He wasn't sure, either, if that was what he really wanted to do. When you added all this up, along with the years he spent in Kimlasca and the company he kept, it was little wonder that Guy wasn't a popular noble in the courts. He's learned a long time ago to weather all manners of gossips and insults. More importantly:]
Don't judge a book by its cover, right?
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You're joking, right? You've got troublemaker written all over you.
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[Waving and heading for the door. He feels a little more grounded. That's enough. Everything else? Yeah, running like hell from that. This whole thing never happened...!!]
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[Guy turns so he can see Zelos off, raises a hand to bid him goodbye. He didn't expect him to stay for too long, anyway. It seems like the talk's cheered him up, and that's all he could ask for.]
See you around.