He doesn't give her the time to say anything about it, but Zelos gets to feel the way her heart drops into her stomach anyway. It's not like he could have known, but he hit the nail on the head, and the noise she lets out is akin to a deflating balloon, soft and easy to miss as Zelos goes on and Malos enters the room. This day just keeps getting worse!

How does she explain what she's pretty sure happened without sharing things that aren't hers to share. Fuck. She struggles to pull that smile back onto her face, or at least get back to something neutral, as she says, "He just got here yesterday, right? It's... a lot to take in, all at once. I don't think he'll go far."