Zel used to be more used to kids, back before Rezo altered him. he'd assist in gathering and distributing supplies to orphans, though being younger than Rodimus or Zolf often meant being more the guy - still quite the kid himself - who would wrangle and herd them in some big-brother fashion.
that was years ago now; so much has changed, even beyond his form.
still, even here, kids are kids. he recognizes the exuberance for what it is, even if he can't match up to it anymore. he's buffeted with questions that move too fast to bother answering, and in that time Zel's gaze moves to Emery, finding him smirking his way. behind the hood, his ear twitches; behind the mask, his face gets warm. it's nice, but also...what does he do about it?]
...I'm going to scout ahead.
[yes. that's what he'll do. he'll cast levitation and fly up and ahead to check out the road!
see you in like an hour or whatever, once he's frustrated enough with the pace of the caravan and the fact he's not really getting any alone time with Emery along the way. the pantry doesn't count.
by then, he'll have his feet back on the ground and waiting near a fork, curious to see where the caravan chooses.]
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[okay, so they just keep going,huh.
Zel used to be more used to kids, back before Rezo altered him. he'd assist in gathering and distributing supplies to orphans, though being younger than Rodimus or Zolf often meant being more the guy - still quite the kid himself - who would wrangle and herd them in some big-brother fashion.
that was years ago now; so much has changed, even beyond his form.
still, even here, kids are kids. he recognizes the exuberance for what it is, even if he can't match up to it anymore. he's buffeted with questions that move too fast to bother answering, and in that time Zel's gaze moves to Emery, finding him smirking his way. behind the hood, his ear twitches; behind the mask, his face gets warm. it's nice, but also...what does he do about it?]
...I'm going to scout ahead.
[yes. that's what he'll do. he'll cast levitation and fly up and ahead to check out the road!
see you in like an hour or whatever, once he's frustrated enough with the pace of the caravan and the fact he's not really getting any alone time with Emery along the way. the pantry doesn't count.
by then, he'll have his feet back on the ground and waiting near a fork, curious to see where the caravan chooses.]