All of her conversations with Dio and Ari recently had been at least a little weird, and this was clearly one of those moments. Zelda would find this at least ironic later, but for now she didn't know if she ought to believe her brother, and did not feel like she was properly managing helping.

"Do you want me to stay in Dio's room tonight?" she tried, "I can help with —" she gestured, a small wave of her hand encompassing Elliott "— tomorrow before work. It wouldn't be a pain or anything, I'm just going mad at home."

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