*Zelos' tears drip down on his face, cool and heartbreaking--Zelos is hurting because of him, because of what he's said, because of... whatever the hell is keeping him in such an utterly fucking disorientated haze.* Z-zelos... why are you--kid, why are you sorry? *he gently inquires, wishing he could better focus, or fuck, even will his hand to do more than rest uselessly against his lover's head.*