Well, what the hell is Zelos supposed to feel about an accusation like that? A little prickle of pride at her figuring this out just as fast as she did the resonance runs down his throat, but he squashes it down as soon as he can, letting offence and fear come up and exit him in a scoff instead.
The mists dance around their feet, the hold Zelos has on the dreamspace taut as he struggles to keep control. If Zelos isn't careful then he risks Sheena asserting her own will over the dreamsace and changing it around. At first he's not sure what drives him to keep the clueless charade; the fact that Zelos is already taking so long to reply is a giveaway to the nature of this dream, anyway, and given how lately she seems to understand that being the driver of the Aegis isn't quite the normal driver/blade experience then there's no real need to pretend, but.
He still wants to be in control. Needs to be in control, if only for his own sake.
It's the last thing he has.
"Nope," Zelos answers easily. He allows himself to grin, hands behind his back as the mists flow and lower down to the opaque floor, pooling around them until they're turned to dark, dark grass. Low, pink light gathers in the horizon, somewhere off to his right as the vault above fills with tiny little stars. Zelos' grin twists. After everything he just said he's damn sure that Sheena's not going to take kindly to this, but--there's no real point in keeping this a secret if she's already this far in, so. "Welcome to the Aegis dreamspace, Sheena," Zelos adds. "It's like my own little happy place. Like it?"
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The mists dance around their feet, the hold Zelos has on the dreamspace taut as he struggles to keep control. If Zelos isn't careful then he risks Sheena asserting her own will over the dreamsace and changing it around. At first he's not sure what drives him to keep the clueless charade; the fact that Zelos is already taking so long to reply is a giveaway to the nature of this dream, anyway, and given how lately she seems to understand that being the driver of the Aegis isn't quite the normal driver/blade experience then there's no real need to pretend, but.
He still wants to be in control. Needs to be in control, if only for his own sake.
It's the last thing he has.
"Nope," Zelos answers easily. He allows himself to grin, hands behind his back as the mists flow and lower down to the opaque floor, pooling around them until they're turned to dark, dark grass. Low, pink light gathers in the horizon, somewhere off to his right as the vault above fills with tiny little stars. Zelos' grin twists. After everything he just said he's damn sure that Sheena's not going to take kindly to this, but--there's no real point in keeping this a secret if she's already this far in, so. "Welcome to the Aegis dreamspace, Sheena," Zelos adds. "It's like my own little happy place. Like it?"