“Mals….” came his own sullen whisper. What could he do with that kind of response? There was no easy way to approach this. He couldn’t let Malba’s belief go unchallenged, but… what good would it do to force his perspective on Malba?
In the end, the best response was a physical one. Zelos lowered his own head against the sprite’s, and encircled his arms fully around his prone form. He held him closely, firmly, and nuzzled faintly against into his hair.