Zoroark let out a soft laugh and nodded his head a little. "Hm, I suppose that's true..." he agreed, taking another sip of his tea before glancing wearily towards the living room, where the TV was located. "Those fairies in the box keep us updated on most stuff happening here in the world... I believe. I still haven't figured out what sort of magic they use to do all that, though. It's pretty fascinating," he said thoughtfully, for a moment forgetting all about his earlier worries. That's just how easily distracted Zoroark really is.
Chaos's words pulled him back to reality, though. He sighed softly, smiling sadly as he gave another nod of his head. "I think she'd be pretty hot when she went on a rampage like that, though," Zoroark joked, trying to lighten the mood slightly. Celeste somewhat aggressive ways...well, sometimes really aggressive ways was what had gotten Zoroark interested in her in the first place. He wasn't sure if it was because he liked woman with a fiery spirit or simply was a masochist, but either way that was how she had caught his interest. Now he rarely ever saw her acting like that anymore and although he liked her aggressive side, he was glad for that. She usually didn't act like that without a reason, after all, and a reason would mean she was unhappy. In turn, that would make Zoroark unhappy- so he could gladly refrain from seeing her going on rampages if that meant she was fairly content with her situation and life with him.
A small smirk spread across Zoroark's features. "Hm... but who knows what consequences the destruction of two dimensions would have on the rest of the universe? Maybe the world is like domino bricks, and when one of them falls..." he stabbed his fork into his toast, keeping his eyes on Chaos all the while, "the rest of them go down with it...one after the other," he knew he was probably not making the situation better by this at all, and that he probably was annoying Chaos quite a bit... but Zoroark couldn't help it.
"Okay, I'll drop it now," he said, turning somewhat more serious as he started chewing on his toast.
Maria smiled slightly, sighing softly. "I suppose that is true..." she agreed, "then at least I don't have to worry about you disappearing on me," she stood up and walked over to the fridge, taking out some rest lasanga before putting it in the microwave.
Zoroark let out an exaggerated sigh. "Maria! Eating lasagna for breakfast is nooooot okay, no matter how you look at it!" he complained, watching her through narrowed eyes.
She flashed them both a small smile. "You shouldn't talk, uncle. Eating sweet chilly sauce for breakfast isn't alright either, not even if it's on a slice of bread."
Zoroark stuck out his tongue at her before turning to Chaos and smiling. "Don't apologize, it's fine. You didn't really do anything other than inform us about our situation..." and with that said, he stood up, beginning towards the hallway, "you're right... I probably should see how she is."