The idea of not knowing Colette, his best friend for fourteen years, is laughable, but Lloyd is not really in the mood to chuckle. Instead, he sighs, trying to ignore his anger enough to explain how Sheena and he would know her, and crosses his arms, jaw still tight where he's clenching it. "In our universe," he starts, "Colette and Zelos, they - they held similar... positions in society. Similar powers and whatnot. It's not hard to guess that that'd be reflected in this world."

He pauses. Lloyd's really not happy that this is how he learns of this world's Colette's existence, and he can only imagine how Sheena feels about all of this. (He knows how close they got in the weeks towards the end of their journey, knows how they delayed the obvious in order to cope with the onslaught of grief the Tower of Salvation left them with. He really hopes he can get Sheena home soon, because he misses Colette more than words can describe himself, but he knows what it's like to miss the one you're in love with.)

Determined, justified anger pumps through his body, and he's left shifting his weight from foot to foot in order to Not Be Standing Still. He wants to get Colette out of those bastards' hands, wants her away from the canons and away from anyone who can hurt her. But to do that, they need a plan, and he needs more information.

"Mom," Lloyd says, ignoring how he forces the word out of his mouth, the way it feels both familiar and not. "Where's this canon?"