"Don't be so hard on yourself," Lloyd says to Sheena, pointedly ignoring Kratos' agreement from earlier. Don't think about it, focus on helping Sheena feel better. He coughs a little, willing his voice to clear up. "You already saved one Aegis, but there's no way you could have saved them both by yourself. That's why we're here and traveling with you."

Lloyd rolls his shoulders a little, flinching at the soreness that pins itself through his bones. "We'll save her too, Sheena. We'll save her and help her get the freedom she deserves, and then she'll be safe from those fuckers and their weapons."

At Nia's question, Lloyd turns and faces her properly, shooting her a weak and pained grin. "I dunno how much your healing can do for me, truthfully," he says, apologetic in tone, though he unbuttons his jacket and shrugs it off anyways, careful to keep his necklace under his tank top. Wincing at the feeling of the fabric on his back shifting, he holds out his arm, showing off the wound there. "I have another on my leg, but neither are too deep. Otherwise, it's - a lot of sore muscle, I think. My back is killing me, but I'm crediting that to mana - ether - overuse."