Lloyd can't control his smile as he watches Zelos play with the carving, incredibly relieved that he not only likes it but also touched that he wants to keep it on him, like an accessory or something. Really, Lloyd had only expected a smart comment or two and then to never see it again, the carving shoved into Zelos' pack forever. But that's not what happened, and Lloyd's quietly pleased by it, even if the sheer realization of that is enough to make him mentally shove his face into his hands and groan. What happened? He had been doing alright with this crush for a bit, and then Zelos touched him and was all cute and left Lloyd's mind in disarray, thoughts about Zelos bumping and colliding in his head until he's all Lloyd can think of. This is so unfair.

"Okay!" Lloyd exclaims, with a desperate need to hide his face from Zelos. As the Aegis tosses the carving into the air once again, Lloyd lurches forward, grabbing it before it hits Zelos' hand, and takes off in a sprint. "Race you back to the campsite!" He yells out behind him, narrowly avoiding tripping on a tree root, giggling as he runs, finally allowing the dorky grin that he's been fighting back with a stick to settle on his face. By the time he makes it past the cover of trees and back into the campsite, he's red-faced and out of breath, clutching the carving to his chest as he skids to a stop, laughing aloud. Zelos hasn't caught up yet, but Lloyd's sure he'll be there soon, so he plops down on the ground and finally buries his face in his hands, beaming.