[-- he's not alone. Zelos jerks back with a yelp of surprise. If he didn't notice the books the man was holding he might even have run, but assassins don't carry books, do they?
Maybe this is why no one wants him to be alone.]
What else is there? History and science are boring.
[So is religion, but at least drawings of Martel are pretty to look at. And speaking of pretty to look at, suddenly Zelos can't take his eyes off the stranger's hair. That's pretty. Wow. It's even shining a little in the light. And it's blue, which... probably means he's a half-elf. Zelos prickles a little.]
Don't tell anyone I'm in here.
[It's half plea, half order. After all, he is the Chosen.]
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Maybe this is why no one wants him to be alone.]
What else is there? History and science are boring.
[So is religion, but at least drawings of Martel are pretty to look at. And speaking of pretty to look at, suddenly Zelos can't take his eyes off the stranger's hair. That's pretty. Wow. It's even shining a little in the light. And it's blue, which... probably means he's a half-elf. Zelos prickles a little.]
Don't tell anyone I'm in here.
[It's half plea, half order. After all, he is the Chosen.]