[Usually it'd be kind of a sweet gesture that a driver puts their own life on the line for their blade, but fucking shit, Sheena, stay back, humans are delicate and if you die then you leave the goddamned Aegis at the mercy of whoever this woman is, not to mention Tethe'alla itself. Zelos glares at the back of her head and steps forth as well to meet her where she stands, setting himself right next to Sheena, but with his sword directly in front of her to keep her in place. For fuck's sake, Sheena. Take the hint.

And then Anna offers hers and her husband's names as if they're supposed to mean something, so self-important, dares to fucking offer Zelos a smile as she meets his eyes, and the Aegis draws in a sharp breath through grit teeth. Because dear fucking Architect, where does he even begin. Bad idea to take the Aegis to Mizuho, huh? Everyone fucking wants their hands on him, huh? And what, he's supposed to believe that a woman who claims to be in a rebel group to see the war end wants his safety?

Zelos is fuming.]

"What the hell do I care what your fucking husband's name is?" [he spits, ether in his sword crackling with his anger. Then he snorts, tilts his head.] "Honestly, talk about ego with a capital E. Is that supposed to convince us? Gimmie a break!"