[Malba announces their arrival, and Zelos feels himself release a breath he didn't even realize he'd been holding. Malba's intensity clearly has a grip on him. The tautness of his muscles, the twitching, his aura--resting so closely behind him, Zelos can feel everything. Not only is Malba's anxiety adding to his already overwhelming concern for Kopaka, it's beginning to make him nervous for Malba's health as well. The sooner they can get in there and figure out what's going on... the better.
Zelos unwinds his arms from Malba's frame and quickly moves to dismount the bike. He's done it so many times that the gesture is fairly second-nature. One foot lands solidly on the ground, followed by another shortly after. Then, the former Chosen turns toward where he knows Malba is sitting, 'watching' him carefully.] You got it, hunny? Need a hand?