[ Mizael goes all... aloof, like that, and usually... well. Usually that's Vector's cue to jump on him even more, isn't it? See how long it takes to break down those walls and bring out the fire and the spitting anger again.

But the silence has been called to attention and so now it sits heavy in the air between them; weighs him down and mutes his laughter as well as everything else.

(he tries to laugh again at Mizael but it sticks in his throat) ]

You don't-- You're silent too. Or.

[ He spins away and puts his back to Mizael abruptly, channels his agitation into a kind of manic energy instead; into buzzing wings and wildly gesticulating hands, into claws that swipe at the air as he speaks and into feet that dance in little movements across the ground even though he doesn't move all that far from where he started. ]

Or. Well. There's something. Maybe?

From that.

[ He whirls around again, jabs a finger in the direction of Mizael's lapis without ever quite touching it --

(nearly, nearly, but he's not quite so lonely yet as to resort to that)

-- and then turns back away as quickly as he'd turned to face him. ]

There's something. But I can't hear it right. Like it's coming through water, or.

[ A slight tilt of the head, like he's considering his next words. ]

Through all that human muck, more like.