Zelos' weight on Lloyd and the light praise he gives him makes Lloyd's mind short-circuit, overwhelmed and embarrassed and pleased and everything in between. Back on his own Aselia, Lloyd had gotten used to his Zelos draping himself on him, but for as much as they've talked, there's been minimal contact between this Zelos and him. Within the context of his quickly ballooning crush and this rather sweet conversation they've had, Lloyd feels like he's so hopeless in his affection that he's going to pass out.

Whatever. He shoves on a brave face, ignoring how his cheeks still burn, and responds to Zelos' teasing with practiced skill, his stutter being the only verbal clue as to his embarrassment. "I-I'll have to make sure I get your big head down, if I do. That ego has to go somewhere."

He lets himself relax into Zelos' touch, too, reaching over to flick his forehead. "Seriously though man, I'm happy you like it. You saved our asses back in the mines, I can't really thank you enough for that."