Oooooh. [The confusion clears off Zelos's face and he leans in, all conspiratorial.] So you're just being difficult. That's fine. My teachers sometimes say I'm a nuisance too.

[Zelos, if it needs to be said, is in a very good mood.

They make it into the castle and even to the kitchens with nothing more serious than confused stares, scattered in with amused and curious looks. Some of it Zelos is used to, and some of it he isn't; but like most things that make him uncomfortable, he barrels on through like nothing is wrong.]

Have you been to the kitchens yet? Grace is amazing, and she makes the best food. She won't always let you eat it, but just the smell is worth it.