"Mm," Kratos says, in agreement, feeling much the same. He certainly won't show any mercy when they reach those holding Colette captive, and not just because of Martel and the cannon and whatever else is going on.

And then it hits him, all of a sudden. It's not that he'd forgotten, exactly, just that he'd forgotten to think about it.

Sheena's human.

Kratos is perhaps more startled by the fact it had managed to slip his mind for an entire converastion than the fact he's remembered it. Imagine that. A human who isn't Anna that doesn't immediately set him on edge.

He laughs a little before he can help it, a soft sound directed at his own winding thoughts. "I- sorry," he says. "It's just... Well." Maybe he shouldn't bring up how much he hates humans, just on principle. "Zelos is lucky to have you for a driver," is what he says instead. "And it's... nice, to speak with a human who actually cares about blades. I'm grateful."

For his own sake? For Zelos'? ...yes, both, but he rather hopes Sheena interprets it as the latter.