With a snap of his fingers the flames behind Zelos crackle playfully, and he uses the dramatics of his environment to raise his arm and lower it slowly until he's pointing at Lloyd, smirk growing. "We got a winner!" Zelos announces, then shrugs and laughs, gestures towards the rest of the camp. "So sorry to everyone else, but you were all just too slow. Better luck next time!"

Now with Lloyd on tow, Zelos waves him over to follow and walks off over to where Kratos and Sheena left to, fully intending on starting close to where he knows they are, but not deep enough into the surrounding area to hear them or run into them. To make walking past them undetected even easier, Zelos keeps the air full of his own voice by talking about how tonight's dinner differs from Meltokio's more extravagant meals or something equally as stupid and useless, fully intending on distracting Lloyd through it. At least once that checkpoint's passed he gets to the rest of the perimeter check without worrying about running into either of them and the chat lowers down.

Still, though. There's something at the back of Zelos' mind. An image tinted cyan that he can't really forget, but can't ever think of fully in-depth. Not knowing how to ask he just keeps that tucked safely into his core and laughs instead, throwing his head back as they step into a small clearing where the moons' lights shine brightest after the clouds recede. "Wow, two full moons," Zelos calls, coming to a stop. "Guess we don't need to worry about visibility for the most part tonight."