--Y-yeah? Heh...-- *is the only initial response Malba can muster, his body giving another of those shivers. Beach day... if he could just focus, then maybe this would be a comforting thought, imagining himself and Zelos at the ocean, watching the waves, feeling the breeze....
Instead, all he can picture through that fog is a dark, rainy forest. Great. Really.
They hybrid releases a soft, frustrated groan, fighting to focus his attention back to the boy, to that distant feel of touch to his back, the silky feel of his hair... it just keeps getting farther and farther away.* --I'm... so... so fucking stupid, heh...-- *he mumbles into that ever increasingly loud rain pounding all around him.*