"But you don't remember where you did make it." Raine's still frowning. She supposes that might be plausible -- the Tree would be rather hard to forget, while other events might be easily overwritten by confusion -- but this is Zelos, and something is nagging at her as wrong.

After a moment she shakes her head, concentrates. A white circle spins briefly beneath her feet as she casts. "First Aid. It's possible," she continues, as if nothing has happened, "that we're from two different points in time. Certainly, I don't recall every wound everyone received on the journey, but the last time I saw you, you didn't look quite like this. I had enough mana left to patch everyone up, after the last battle with Mithos." She's still watching Zelos, trying to see what gets more reaction out of him, if anything.