"I-I'm fine..." Wiezen Jr. grumbled some when he saw the concern in his sister's eyes.
"No you're not, you haven't been 'FINE' for a long time!" She frowned, pressing her hand against his chest and transferring some of her own magic to him. He helped him stand up, the hybrid now taking a deep breath and ignoring the pain that came to his mind. Zealia distanced themselves behind Y'iel and Charlie, the unreleased sword still gripped tightly in her hands. "If we fuse like we did---"
"Elijah... isn't here..." Wiezen Jr. disagreed on her idea that might've worked.
Zealia's brows wiggled some in frustration, her cheeks puffing before she glared at Macross from a distance with her mismatched eyes. "FACE THAT HE DOESN'T WANT TO BE HERE, ESPECIALLY NOT FOR YOU!" She growled, angered at this point.
"No you're not, you haven't been 'FINE' for a long time!" She frowned, pressing her hand against his chest and transferring some of her own magic to him. He helped him stand up, the hybrid now taking a deep breath and ignoring the pain that came to his mind. Zealia distanced themselves behind Y'iel and Charlie, the unreleased sword still gripped tightly in her hands. "If we fuse like we did---"
"Elijah... isn't here..." Wiezen Jr. disagreed on her idea that might've worked.
Zealia's brows wiggled some in frustration, her cheeks puffing before she glared at Macross from a distance with her mismatched eyes. "FACE THAT HE DOESN'T WANT TO BE HERE, ESPECIALLY NOT FOR YOU!" She growled, angered at this point.