Sheena doesn't get anywhere; as soon as it becomes apparent that she's planning to run out there and chase Lloyd down, Zelos reaches forward and grabs her tightly by the arm, keeping her in place. He doesn't make eye contact. He just keeps his eyes on where he'd disappeared to, expression completely blank. And even once it's clear that Lloyd has left the house Zelos still doesn't let go of Sheena. She is his driver, he tells himself. Neither of them can risk her getting caught off guard outside.

Zelos stares. That guy, Lloyd... he's familiar, for all the wrong reasons. The Aegis blinks slowly, the blank mask hiding whirling thoughts and the replaying of a foreign memory he stored in his core for further use. Unconsciously, as it plays out, his grip on Sheena's arm tightens. Because if Zelos focuses on that memory, on the little he is allowed to see--if he pushes with all his might against Sheena's hyperfocus on his mirror's corpse, then he can see a distinct shade of red kneeling in front of his other self. A familiar shade.

Lloyd and Sheena know each other. They're from the same world.

Zelos Wilder commited suicide, using Sheena as an assistant in his death.

Eyes squinting dangerously, still watching the door where Lloyd left, the Aegis wonders if maybe he used Lloyd, too.