[He knows he probably shouldn't, realizes how much time he's wasting, but... Zelos can't help himself. Using that hand as leverage, he tugs Malba toward him and wraps him in a close embrace. It's brief--as it should be--but... he needs it. Not only for his own calm, but to reassure Malba that he is there, right beside him.
Finally, Zelos releases the half-sprite, taking a step back from him--although still tightly gripping onto that hand.] Yeah. Okay, hunny.