Until his face twists, she thinks she understands the shape of things. It's a shared dream, some awful amalgamation of their subconsciousnesses thrown together. (If she'd seen his worst trauma when they'd first met, he'd probably seen something, too - and the other Zelos's death was pretty far up there, for her. Maybe all it'd taken was both of them thinking about it.) Something awful and miserable, but as out of his hands as any other dream.

But then the dream shifts, Zelos's face going along with it, and Sheena's understanding of the situation is knocked on its head.

He can control this.

He can control this, and that means--

She takes a step back, a sick mix of anger and hurt and just a touch of horror boiling in her veins as she stares at him. "Did you… do that on purpose?" she asks, something accusatory in her tone.