[Something in her words makes him bristle a little, but the sensation is cold and numb, piercing like a blade in his core.] "Oh, I think you're underestimating the lengths Tethe'alla will go to keep me in their possession, honey. You're not even going to last a day carting me around with an entire militia after you."

[Truthfully, Zelos isn't really sure if they would throw the entire militia after her, nor is he so sure that Sheena won't be able to hold her ground, especially if they add his sword and power to the mix, but... something about the idea still terrifies him. He hasn't summoned his sword in years, hasn't even been in a proper battle before in his life. He could get himself killed out there, and then what happens to him when his crystal's taken into custody again, after betraying the country? It just terrifies him. There is too much at risk here.

Anxieties clicking against the glass of his core crystal, Zelos takes a step back and waves a hand in the air, scoffing, fuming at Sheena.] "Besides, even if we did make it out of here alive... where the fuck would we go?" [He glares.] "Why should I trust you?"

[Tick tick tick.]