Zechs nodded a little to that, unfortunately unsurprising. Based on the assumptions he could make about Yoite's background - it seemed that his handlers, peers, caretakers, whatever they may be, treated him rather like a tool, or a weapon. Again, unsurprising, but it was a shame.

He would like to think his world would be the only place such things would happen in, but of course it wasn't.

"This place has a lot that I'd consider unusual as well," Zechs said calmly. He briefly stirred to keep the noodles from sticking together, and then faced him again. Now that he knew about Yoite, he always remembered to do that when speaking to him. "But whether it's magic or people treating you with respect - that is the reality that exists here. Another thing to adapt to."