[Zelos doesn't have the courage to go near the castle, no matter the day. Too many faces he recognized as ones who once had expressions, too much fear that going near means he'd be caught and won't come back. Even stepping close to it's grounds make him feel a wave of panic. ]
[The town isn't too much better, if he could eat he'd probably want to lose his lunch every time he walked it's streets. But it had supplies and it was a bit more bearable than that castle. ]
[So he can be found around the city, raiding empty houses for any supplies that haven't been picked over. His golden wings are out in case he needs to make a quick escape or blend in with some angels, and his hair is still cut short and somewhat messy (there's not exactly mirrors in the wilderness okay). He doesn't bother to look over his shoulder like most survivors, he can hear people coming a mile away. ]
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[The town isn't too much better, if he could eat he'd probably want to lose his lunch every time he walked it's streets. But it had supplies and it was a bit more bearable than that castle. ]
[So he can be found around the city, raiding empty houses for any supplies that haven't been picked over. His golden wings are out in case he needs to make a quick escape or blend in with some angels, and his hair is still cut short and somewhat messy (there's not exactly mirrors in the wilderness okay). He doesn't bother to look over his shoulder like most survivors, he can hear people coming a mile away. ]