Zelos does snap out of his reverie when Sheena finishes speaking, at least. He blinks. Oh dear, oh dear--that was sloppy. He's stepped out of line. Zelos slips a smile onto his face and chuckles, releasing his driver immediately, then shrugging. "Yeah, well," he says, "y'wanna know my opinion? Let him be." He pushes himself away from Sheena and walks over to where he remembers the kitchen being, vaguely gesturing over his shoulder. Lower, he says, "Poor guy looked like he saw a ghost."

He doesn't give Sheena the time to react to that if she heard it. Zelos quickly peeks into the kitchen and bangs his palm on the wall as harshly as he can. "Yo, Malos!" he shouts, all shit-eating grins and amusement to hide how badly the event just unnerved him. "We got a runaway! The kid left!"