The cool air of the night was refreshing and Zico might have enjoyed it if it wasn't for the squirming human in his arms. It was understandable he supposed to freak out at their sudden altitude, though that didn't mean it wasn't still annoying. "Hold still will you" he scolded, gripping the human tighter. Alois's weight would have been nothing to his brother, but Zico wasn't as blessed when it came to physical strength and holding on to Alois wasn't the easiest task.<br/><br/>"Because people will see us if we still close to the ground, idiot" He snapped, taking them higher. His mind was still primarily focused on his brother and the wound he had inflicted. Zico had never injured Teraph before, at least not to this extent and guilt riddled his mind. As much as he would have liked to blame it all on the human for making Teraph protect him, Zico knew that it was Teraph's own actions and of course his own stupid impulsive decision that had caused this to happen.<br/><br/>Zico's apartment was a decent flight away from the run down part of town they were in. He lived on the top floor of a reasonably new complex on the north side of town. It was expensive sure but money wasn't an issue when your older brother was centuries old and had hardly any use for it. If it were up to Zico he would have chosen to remain in the main house with the others of his kind. Living here had been Teraph's decision and Zico had gone along with it after seeing how nice it was.<br/><br/>His arms were beginning to grow tired as they finally reached the balcony of his home. He put Alois down gently, making sure the human was standing securely before letting him go. Zico withdrew his wings and walked to the door, opening it, walking inside and switching the light on, waiting for Alois to follow him.<br/><br/>In the light of the room Zico could better see the state the human was in, the blood on his skin and clothing, particularly from the wound he had inflicted. Alois was a human and so his blades weren't as affective on him as they were on Teraph and other spirit creatures, still, they would need some medical attention, and Zico felt maybe just a tiny bit bad about it now, not that he was about to admit to it.<br/><br/>"Take your clothes off and sit down" Zico sighed, deciding he didn't sound annoyed enough "because your blood stinks and I don't want it stinking up the place" he added quickly. There that should do it, after all he didn't want to give Alois the impression that he actually cared. Zico went to fetch his medical kit from his bedroom, leaving Alois alone in the living room.