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[surly_chosen]

[What?

What?

Zelos looks at Zelda like she's grown a second head.]

Excuse me? Did you just say no?

[He draws himself up to his full imperious five feet.]

You know who I am, right? I'm the Chosen. No one, not even an Elf, says no to me so do as I say and throw him out right now!

[zelda_hylia]

[When he draws himself up like that it just gives her the impression of a fussy little animal puffing its fur up to make itself look bigger.

Oh goddesses, she can't laugh, he might storm out!]

We aren't in Tethe'alla, Zelos. You will simply have to make do. This is a large house, and he typically stays in the adjacent one with his cat anyway. I will do my best to return things to normal as quickly as possible, I assure you. As you can see, I am doing a great deal of research on the subject. Please relax.

[Yes, she's still saying "no".]

[surly_chosen]

[Fists ball at his sides, intense rage crossing his features.]

You stupid Elf bitch. No one says no to me!

[zelda_hylia]

[She knows she should be insulted, but Zelos' anger is just cute, and obviously defensive in nature. Of course he's upset that she seems to be ignoring his status. He probably feels that it's his only protection in a strange world.]

First of all, I see no reason to bring my race into this. I have given you my name, you should address me by it. Secondly...

[She leans over, tweaking his nose with a lightning fast movement. It likely feels uncomfortable, but she's not out to hurt him.]

If you are going to claim the status of a noble, you should act like one. Nobility exists to care for the common people, and we will not be throwing Duke out simply because he makes you uncomfortable. And don't use such language, it's foul.

[surly_chosen]

[The shock on Zelos' face at being touched at all is nearly comical. He bats after her hand as if it were a stinging insect.]

Don't touch me!

[His voice is shrill and intense, giving a far more violent reaction than a simple tweak of the nose warrants.]

If you don't throw him out Elf, then I'm leaving!

[zelda_hylia]

[Nearly perhaps, but not to the princess. That level of fear just worries her. That worry shows up on her face, genuine worry - not the simpering sort that the nobles of Meltokio put on.]

Zelos... do you hate him that much? What did he do?

[surly_chosen]

He pretended to be a girl just to trick me and gain my favor. He's a sneak!

[He folds his arms and sticks his nose in the air haughtily at the remark.]

[zelda_hylia]

Did he actually say he was a girl, or did you just assume it?

[She has a strong suspicion it's the latter. It seems it doesn't matter what age they are, Zelos and Duke end up with the same impression of each other regardless.]

[surly_chosen]

It doesn't matter, he still tricked me! If he doesn't go, then I do!

[Zelos stomps his foot with adolescent finality. He'd never had to escalate screaming like this before. Usually anyone and everyone simply caves to his whims and this is so far from the norm it sets him on edge, making him frustrated and lashing out at everything.]

[zelda_hylia]

It is not a trick if he did not intend it. You should face such situations with grace and dignity. If you continue to draw attention to it, it only highlights your mistake.

[It seems like Zelda is unmoved by his screaming, and she's still trying to gently correct him. Acting as a parent for a child at this age is new to her, but that doesn't mean she won't try her best.]

[surly_chosen]

No it doesn't! I don't have to do anything you say!

[He's done, he's so done. Screw this, he's heading for the door. He'll find his own damn way home!]

[zelda_hylia]

Zelos, please. It is not entirely safe out there.

[She sounds worried. If he turns back to look, she looks worried, in a genuine way that can't be faked. And she is worried - he's absolutely obnoxious at this age. What would happen if he ran into Mithos? The Highblood? She can't let him storm out on his own.]

[surly_chosen]

[He stops at the door. He hadn't intended to but there was something in her tone, something he'd only heard from Sebastian before.

Real concern.

Zelos looks back over his shoulder at her, hand on the doorknob still but not turning it. The same concern he heard is written all over her face, in her eyes, and having seen it faked so many times he can tell when it's genuine.

Slowly, he lowers his hand, mumbling.]

Fine, just keep him away from me.

[zelda_hylia]

I can do that.

[She did that for months, after all. It shouldn't be hard to do it for a few days.]

You look a bit tired. Feel free to pick an unoccupied room upstairs. We have a couple people sleeping right now, so it shouldn't be difficult to pick out which rooms are free. Ah - mine is the one with a lot of books, so don't choose that one!

[surly_chosen]

[He nearly shoots another acerbic comment at her, something obstinate about what if he wants her room, but somehow can't bring himself to do it. He simply gives her another suspicious look, somehow softer than before, and makes his silent way upstairs.]