Okay. Fuck. Sheena is incredibly grateful that Malos is here to prevent this situation from getting any worse than it already is, that he steps in before she can do more than open her mouth to say something she would have regretted to Mithos for getting into Lloyd's face like that. But, alright. They just have to get through this until the rain eases, and Kratos and Anna can make it back.

The emotional bleed is thick and heavy in her veins, enough to make it very obvious Zelos isn't doing so hot as if she couldn't see it already, and she turns her attention fully to him, reaching out to pat his shoulder gently in a way that would be very easy for him to avoid if he doesn't want it.

"Hey," she says, into the awkward silence that falls over them. "Want to come double check the camp border again with me? If anybody's actually out in this weather, they might notice something's up." The circle of perfectly clear weather seems like it'd be difficult to miss, at least, to say nothing about the elevated ether levels that Mithos is putting out. "Lloyd?" Zelos needs the distraction more, she thinks, but she doesn't really want to leave him alone either.