[Okay, so-- he's getting into the swing of this. Just accept the weird stuff. Walk through a weird portal to be served fruity smoothies by birds in exchange for some trail mix, or whatever. Just stop thinking about how weird everything is and enjoy a semi-private beach resort manned by birds. He's got this.

(Better birds than cats? It's a weird thought, but one he doesn't put too much stock in. He's had a lot of those lately.)

Or at least, he did have this, until he catches sight of that blindingly pale skin and blindingly red hair. Which doesn't catch his attention as much as the gemstone sitting right on display on the guy's chest, catching the light, and making his own stomach turn slightly. (it's beautiful. it's grotesque. it's small and soft and innocuous looking and he's getting another one of those contextless feelings, this one too complicated to unpack--)

And maybe he should give him space, but that feels like avoidance. So instead he's gonna walk right on over to where the guy is sunning, leaning over and offering.... What looks like some blended fruity drink. Served in a half-coconut. There's two umbrellas, as well as a whole pineapple wheel hooked on the side as garnish. Enjoy a virgin pina colada.]

So that site you told me to check out about was pretty useless.

[Yeah, he's just gonna... sit on the sand right next to Zelos, one hand still offering the drink, the other holding something of his own. At least Lloyd's actually dressed for the beach-- Sand-covered flip-flops, board shorts, a loose white tee. Way less embarrassing than he could be.]

If I didn't know better, I'd think you were just trying to get rid of me. [he knows you were.]