It was the distinct lack of any sound or movement after said opening that caught her attention. More than a little confused, Terra turned where she sat, bracing gloved hands on the cold ledge. With the blue and orange casting of light, it was difficult to read the expression on his face.

It was probably a divine mercy she couldn't pick out the hue of it, either. Mildly worried (this was Zelgadis, after all), Terra tilted her head to the side and skipped straight from salutations to concern.

"Zelgadis?"