[Nethan nods.] Same time. [He hesitates, then holds out his hand for the sword Yuan borrowed.] Thank you for sparring with me.

[Once the crowd disperses -- which takes a little more time than anyone expects -- Zelos pops up right next to Yuan, with exactly the excited, gloating expression you'd expect plastered on his face.] There. That wasn't so hard, was it?

[Never mind that it went even better than Zelos himself was hoping.]

It doesn't ruin things, right? People knowing you, and wanting you around?