Look, Anna's always been bad at the trial puzzles, alright? Kratos was the one with a brain who actually was good at working puzzles out, and Yuan enjoyed puzzles as much as he complained about them (which was a lot), so the first time through, Anna mostly just stood back and let her boys work. She does the same now, without any guilt. After all, the trials are for the Summoner, anyway, so why should Anna help?
Anna also knows that depending on how things go, the actual bit where the Summoner prays to the fayth could take hours, so now there's nothing to do but sit around and wait. This was always Anna's least favorite part of the process. (She and Kratos always managed to find one way or another to kill time, but she tries not to think about that, tries not to think about Kratos, not now, not while her head is still pounding with how drunk she got earlier, not while her mind is already spinning with the familiarity of being here and how deeply it makes her miss those she has lost, but now isn't the time, isn't the time, isn't the--)
Zelos is glued to the temple's deeper entrance with his worry, and doesn't look like he's intending to move from his spot, not until Sheena returns. So, what Anna does instead of wallowing in her grief, is pull Lloyd aside. They haven't really gotten a moment to talk alone until now, and there's a few things she should tell him, and she feels sorry for... a lot of things. Everything. But that's nothing she can unpack here. Still, she should talk to her son.
"Sorry for getting you involved in all this, Lloyd," Anna opens with, the guilt in her throat unable to do anything but escape. "I'm glad you're here, though." And it has been nice, making this journey with her son, Lloyd's reaction to the cloister's dumb puzzles a welcome distraction from her memories of Yuan and Kratos. "I really, really am."
Also: "And, uh, just before I forget, and probably because he's bound to show up again," Anna says, somewhat hushed, though she's pulled Lloyd far away enough from Zelos that unless Zelos is really trying to eavesdrop they should be fine. "That boy you saw earlier? The one no one else could? His name is Mithos. He's a fayth, like Sheena's praying with now," Anna nods in Sheena's direction. (She doesn't mind the fayth so much. They're good people, and the only part of this stupid religion that doesn't make her want to gouge her eyes out). "I, uh. Mithos is a friend of mine. We've known each other a while, now. But until Sheena meets him in person, you and me are probably gonna be the only two who can see him, which is... obnoxious."
Honestly, Anna hadn't even thought of the complications regarding Mithos constantly following her up until just about now. She just hopes Mithos will be more careful in the future, and knows he probably won't be, because he straight up doesn't care.
(Well, Anna's past the point of caring, too, so she can't really blame him.)
"Anyway, thought I'd warn you," Anna finishes, laughing nervous with the realization this was a weird and kind of lame explanation. She reaches out and claps Lloyd on the shoulder. "And let you know you're not going crazy, because you're not."
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Anna also knows that depending on how things go, the actual bit where the Summoner prays to the fayth could take hours, so now there's nothing to do but sit around and wait. This was always Anna's least favorite part of the process. (She and Kratos always managed to find one way or another to kill time, but she tries not to think about that, tries not to think about Kratos, not now, not while her head is still pounding with how drunk she got earlier, not while her mind is already spinning with the familiarity of being here and how deeply it makes her miss those she has lost, but now isn't the time, isn't the time, isn't the--)
Zelos is glued to the temple's deeper entrance with his worry, and doesn't look like he's intending to move from his spot, not until Sheena returns. So, what Anna does instead of wallowing in her grief, is pull Lloyd aside. They haven't really gotten a moment to talk alone until now, and there's a few things she should tell him, and she feels sorry for... a lot of things. Everything. But that's nothing she can unpack here. Still, she should talk to her son.
"Sorry for getting you involved in all this, Lloyd," Anna opens with, the guilt in her throat unable to do anything but escape. "I'm glad you're here, though." And it has been nice, making this journey with her son, Lloyd's reaction to the cloister's dumb puzzles a welcome distraction from her memories of Yuan and Kratos. "I really, really am."
Also: "And, uh, just before I forget, and probably because he's bound to show up again," Anna says, somewhat hushed, though she's pulled Lloyd far away enough from Zelos that unless Zelos is really trying to eavesdrop they should be fine. "That boy you saw earlier? The one no one else could? His name is Mithos. He's a fayth, like Sheena's praying with now," Anna nods in Sheena's direction. (She doesn't mind the fayth so much. They're good people, and the only part of this stupid religion that doesn't make her want to gouge her eyes out). "I, uh. Mithos is a friend of mine. We've known each other a while, now. But until Sheena meets him in person, you and me are probably gonna be the only two who can see him, which is... obnoxious."
Honestly, Anna hadn't even thought of the complications regarding Mithos constantly following her up until just about now. She just hopes Mithos will be more careful in the future, and knows he probably won't be, because he straight up doesn't care.
(Well, Anna's past the point of caring, too, so she can't really blame him.)
"Anyway, thought I'd warn you," Anna finishes, laughing nervous with the realization this was a weird and kind of lame explanation. She reaches out and claps Lloyd on the shoulder. "And let you know you're not going crazy, because you're not."