Zelos' first thought had been for his wardrobe, because hey, that was a valid complaint. Bright pink and red pajamas were definitely not gonna help in blending in or hiding. So after he changed into something more practical, his next order of business was to find some weapons.

When his eyes catch sight of the weapon displays, with one or two already broken into, he tried to keep a wary eye out as he made a beeline for it, but it wasn't until he was three feet away from the display case that he saw the other guy who'd been coming up from the opposite side of the case.

Thinking quickly, Zelos snatched the closest weapon to him, and hissed as he cut himself on the broken glass in his haste. He held up the slightly rusty dagger in front of him as a warning, a slightly strained smile on his face. "Hey, buddy. Don't make me use this on you."