[Once Zack lets go of him, Lloyd pulls his hands back and straightens up.]
Heh, I'm just going easy on you until we have our match.
[Grinning, he runs a hand through his hair in a vain attempt to ruffle the locks back into place. Underneath the teasing, though, there's a hint of genuine concern still in his eyes.]
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Heh, I'm just going easy on you until we have our match.
[Grinning, he runs a hand through his hair in a vain attempt to ruffle the locks back into place. Underneath the teasing, though, there's a hint of genuine concern still in his eyes.]
You feeling any better?