Her gaze follows him as he stumbles back, the sound of footsteps on glass loud in her ears.
The anger running through the dreamspace is echoed in her heart, and it's enough to make her frown, bring a hand up to her collarbone. It doesn't feel like hers, though with something of her own bubbling up to match it, any distinction is hard to make. Even in a dream, even with the words coming from a reflection of Zelos, Sheena isn't about to let anyone talk about him that way.
"It's not like that," she says, sharp with grief. "We should've realized. I should've realized, before it ever came to-- to this." Yeah, right, Sheena. As if she ever knew what was going on with Zelos. As if she would've known what to do if he hadopened up. She swallows hard, shaking her head in an attempt to drive those thoughts away.
that makes two of them!
The anger running through the dreamspace is echoed in her heart, and it's enough to make her frown, bring a hand up to her collarbone. It doesn't feel like hers, though with something of her own bubbling up to match it, any distinction is hard to make. Even in a dream, even with the words coming from a reflection of Zelos, Sheena isn't about to let anyone talk about him that way.
"It's not like that," she says, sharp with grief. "We should've realized. I should've realized, before it ever came to-- to this." Yeah, right, Sheena. As if she ever knew what was going on with Zelos. As if she would've known what to do if he hadopened up. She swallows hard, shaking her head in an attempt to drive those thoughts away.