Zelos had to wonder if Phoenix was going to fall asleep. Not that he would have particularly minded, he supposed, as he was more than sure that the attorney was exhausted (if his...hunches about how Phoenix had spent the day were to be trusted).

If Phoenix truly was tired, he was apparently trying to prevent himself from succumbing, and Zelos was more than okay with that as well. He moved his arm slightly to accommodate for Phoenix's shift in position, running his fingers from the scalp out to the tip of the spikes, and repeating the motion.

He sighed softly has Phoenix touched his hair, the pleasant pull growing as Phoenix's fingers grew less tentative.