Karol: Heave... ho...
Zelos: Oh hey, you gremlin, whatcha doing?
Karol: I’m not a gremlin! I’m Karol. And it’s pretty obvious. I’m carrying these books.
I heard that the materials I needed for the Karol Research Division were in the library in the Heimdallr, so I went to grab them.
Zelos: Hm. But if you pile them up over your head, you won’t be able to see, right?
Karol: I’ll be fine... probably.
Zelos: Hey, that looks a little dangerous. Here, lemme help you out.
Karol: Huh? You’ll help me carry them? Seriously? And you aren’t trying to get anything out of it?
Zelos: Well hey, ouch. What’s up, don’t like the idea of an awesome guy like me helping you out?
Karol: N–no, that’s not it... It’s just, Lloyd told me that you can be hard to deal with if I’m not a girl.
Zelos: What?! C’mon hunny, that’s not fair...
Karol: But it turns out that wasn’t true. Hehe, I’ll make sure to rewrite your entry for the Karol Research Division.
Zelos: What does it say about me right now?
Karol: Professor Raine told me to write down “libertine,” so...
Zelos: Okay, write this instead: “A resplendent Chosen who loves solitude. Women across the world are entranced by Master Zelos’s grace and delicacy.”
Karol: —Sure, got it. I’ll check over Raven’s entry before rewriting yours.
Zelos: Huh?! That’s who you’re lumping me in with?!
Fine, whatever. As long as I show up to the hideout like this, all the ladies’ll know me as the great Zelos, friend to kids everywhere.
Karol: So you were trying to get something out of this...