--... just us...-- the hybrid softly repeats, his 'voice' again taking on a tint of uncertainty. He knows Zelos' words are true, knows that it's nothing more than the SK fucking with his mind yet again, but... why did it have to be so loud?
Malba struggles to focus solely on that hand brushing through his hair, the presence of his lover so close, but it... that rain and wind was even closer.* --... feels like it's... going to fucking... swallow me, heh... it's everywhere...-- *he mumbles through the mind-link, vaguely noting the shiver coursing up his heavy frame. Even his sluggish limbs, aching body... even that was further away than the sound of that fucking rain.*