'Yeah, no shit it's a lot!' Zelos wants to say, but he bites his tongue while Lloyd continues to explain. At least he manages to stay silent until Lloyd brings up their shared misery, which-- yeah, they have that in common, but--
With all that anxiety and slight anger still in his veins, Zelos can't really keep the words from spilling out anymore. "I'm literally the pillar keeping this place standing, Lloyd," Zelos says, taking a few steps forward into the other's space and gesturing at himself with both hands. He stops close enough to force Lloyd to make eye contact, all up in his personal bubble as he is. "What you ask of me... you're-- and if we fuck up," he restarts, "if we get caught, you will die. Have you thought about that?!"
He's screeching a little under his breath now, holding back only because of the guards outside, but. This feels important enough to raise his voice just a bit. There's too many thoughts colliding with each other in his mind, too many things that plague him. So what, just because he's miserable he gets to jump ship and leave everything behind? What about all of the responsibilities chaining Zelos down to the manor like a prisoner in his own home? What about the peasantry, the people counting on him?
What about the king?
This is ridiculous. As much as Lloyd deserves to choose how he obtains his own freedom, it's undeniable that he would have a better chance at escaping on his own. Because if they get found, people will most likely assume Lloyd kidnapped the lord, and then who says Zelos can protect him from the rest of the nobility's ire? Taking Zelos along is just a stupid, completely unnecessary risk that will lead to his death if he's not careful.
And Zelos doesn't want his only friend's blood in his hands.
"You're-- you don't want this," he mumbles, taking a step back. And that's about all he gets. If he wanted to say more, the words just won't come, but he has a feeling Lloyd won't need them anyway.
'Just leave me behind. Save yourself,' he keeps hidden in that slight glare in his eyes, something he hopes reads as final.
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With all that anxiety and slight anger still in his veins, Zelos can't really keep the words from spilling out anymore. "I'm literally the pillar keeping this place standing, Lloyd," Zelos says, taking a few steps forward into the other's space and gesturing at himself with both hands. He stops close enough to force Lloyd to make eye contact, all up in his personal bubble as he is. "What you ask of me... you're-- and if we fuck up," he restarts, "if we get caught, you will die. Have you thought about that?!"
He's screeching a little under his breath now, holding back only because of the guards outside, but. This feels important enough to raise his voice just a bit. There's too many thoughts colliding with each other in his mind, too many things that plague him. So what, just because he's miserable he gets to jump ship and leave everything behind? What about all of the responsibilities chaining Zelos down to the manor like a prisoner in his own home? What about the peasantry, the people counting on him?
What about the king?
This is ridiculous. As much as Lloyd deserves to choose how he obtains his own freedom, it's undeniable that he would have a better chance at escaping on his own. Because if they get found, people will most likely assume Lloyd kidnapped the lord, and then who says Zelos can protect him from the rest of the nobility's ire? Taking Zelos along is just a stupid, completely unnecessary risk that will lead to his death if he's not careful.
And Zelos doesn't want his only friend's blood in his hands.
"You're-- you don't want this," he mumbles, taking a step back. And that's about all he gets. If he wanted to say more, the words just won't come, but he has a feeling Lloyd won't need them anyway.
'Just leave me behind. Save yourself,' he keeps hidden in that slight glare in his eyes, something he hopes reads as final.