Zack is a big boy and Millways is safe. He will be fine. Alec wouldn't bring him somewhere bad.
Right?
Where someone could hurt him.
He's a nice guy. Doesn't want Zack hurt. He wouldn't leave him around somewhere just to abandon him.
Sure Zack's known him for what? All of three? Four hours? But that's plenty of time to get the figure on someone. Even if he is some capricious entity. Telling him that everything he knew about his life before is ... well, not wrong... perhaps... but the people he trusted weren't doing him right? Sure. Alec would know that. He's got no ulterior motives going on. Why would he? He's not going to try and use Zack to destabilize his home and destroy it... what reason would he?
Besides it would cause chaos. And he is a chaos bringer. He is chaos.
It'll be fine.
Everything will be fine.
"Hello." The voice is warm, welcoming. Familiar. Somehow. A hint of home long forgotten. The arms of a forgotten parent holding tight during a nightmare, saying it will be okay. It belongs to a... cleanly dressed man... with a faintly amused smile on his face. Amused at what, it's hard to say. But he radiates friendliness.
"You're new here, aren't you?" he asks, curiosity in his black, rimmed with red, eyes.
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Right?
Where someone could hurt him.
He's a nice guy. Doesn't want Zack hurt. He wouldn't leave him around somewhere just to abandon him.
Sure Zack's known him for what? All of three? Four hours? But that's plenty of time to get the figure on someone. Even if he is some capricious entity. Telling him that everything he knew about his life before is ... well, not wrong... perhaps... but the people he trusted weren't doing him right? Sure. Alec would know that. He's got no ulterior motives going on. Why would he? He's not going to try and use Zack to destabilize his home and destroy it... what reason would he?
Besides it would cause chaos. And he is a chaos bringer. He is chaos.
It'll be fine.
Everything will be fine.
"Hello." The voice is warm, welcoming. Familiar. Somehow. A hint of home long forgotten. The arms of a forgotten parent holding tight during a nightmare, saying it will be okay. It belongs to a... cleanly dressed man... with a faintly amused smile on his face. Amused at what, it's hard to say. But he radiates friendliness.
"You're new here, aren't you?" he asks, curiosity in his black, rimmed with red, eyes.