"Of course I would've," Sheena says, with a frown as her gaze follows him, unfazed by the sudden shift in light. It's a reminder that this Zelos really doesn't know her at all, somehow - she'd sworn not to run, anymore, and… she's been trying, at least. She's not sure if she's succeeding. (Maybe she should've brought it up before now, but she hadn't even known for sure that he'd seen it - and besides, he could have brought it up, too.) "I mean-- don't get me wrong, I still would've hated it, but I'm not gonna lie to you. Especially not about something like this." A little of her anger boils off when she realizes the way the emotional link feels, though most of it is quickly replaced with frustration. They barely know each other, and if he'd seen his alternate self dying so soon after meeting her she can't blame him for the mistrust, but she's not letting him off for this just yet.

And then he continues, and her whole train of thought crashes off the rails violently.

She just. Stops dead, going numb with horror. "No," she says, faint, her voice sounding far away to her own ears. "No, I--" She shakes her head, emphatic, too much force going into the motion as if it would help shake away the cold dripping down her spine, her sudden awareness of the blood on the grass. "No."