Dunno. Yes, Zelos is definitely hiding something important. "Not typically, no," Raine says levelly, folding her free arm across her chest. She doesn't look entirely impressed.
"The last thing I remember is the Tree," she adds after a moment, offering something of her own since she's not quite sure what else to do. "We had managed to germinate the Seed, and then I was here." Her eyes are sharp, though: she isn't lingering in the recollection of a victory, but watching for Zelos' reaction.
"Are you seriously hurt?" She can't quite tell from here, but that's also something she should probably handle-- though she can't fathom why he wouldn't have healed himself. Still, some of that blood looks fresh.
Shit, of all the people for him to run into, it had to be Raine. Her bullshit detector was better than anybody else in the party (barring Kratos, but he'd probably just give him a good sock in the jaw), and he wasn't in top form.
He had to take a moment to collect himself. For Zelos, that in and of itself was a dead giveaway. Aside from trying to calm himself down, it's taking him a moment to connect the dots. Everyone else had definitely managed to do something, alright.
"The tree, huh? Don't think I made it there."
He shrugged his shoulders. Definitely hiding something, alright.
"The great Zelos Wilder? Seriously hurt? Don't worry babe, I've had much worse than this."
Finally able to work a bit of his jovial personality back into it, it still sounds somewhat forced. The wincing didn't help.
"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.
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"The last thing I remember is the Tree," she adds after a moment, offering something of her own since she's not quite sure what else to do. "We had managed to germinate the Seed, and then I was here." Her eyes are sharp, though: she isn't lingering in the recollection of a victory, but watching for Zelos' reaction.
"Are you seriously hurt?" She can't quite tell from here, but that's also something she should probably handle-- though she can't fathom why he wouldn't have healed himself. Still, some of that blood looks fresh.
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He had to take a moment to collect himself. For Zelos, that in and of itself was a dead giveaway. Aside from trying to calm himself down, it's taking him a moment to connect the dots. Everyone else had definitely managed to do something, alright.
"The tree, huh? Don't think I made it there."
He shrugged his shoulders. Definitely hiding something, alright.
"The great Zelos Wilder? Seriously hurt? Don't worry babe, I've had much worse than this."
Finally able to work a bit of his jovial personality back into it, it still sounds somewhat forced. The wincing didn't help.
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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.