He shouldn’t have been shocked that Malba doubted his words, but somehow, he still was. How could Malba not see it? How could he not see his own brilliance, his kindness? How could he not know about the warmth that radiated from his smile?
“Of all people,” Zelos continued that thought, although perhaps in a way that Malba didn’t expect. “I ended up with the biggest softie… the most talented chef… the warmest person I ever met. Of all people.” Zelos breathily laughed into his friend’s ear. “Yeah. It’s more than okay, Mals. It’s… perfect.”