The wheels in his head were spinning, she could see it, even if he wasn't looking at her. Wielding the truth as a weapon brought it such joy, especially when twisting it came so easily. Her brief hints of despair were squashed beneath a sly smile, it would relinquish control soon enough, but once it did, it likely wouldn't get it back. At least he wasn't here anymore, and this man, Zelos, was far too broken to realize anything. With luck, the redhead might not even mention the incident, but it might be so much more entertaining if he did.

"Zelos?" She said lightly, that smile not reaching her eyes, "Be a gentleman and keep this between us. I'd absolutely hate for anyone to panic."