Whatever Sheena's expecting, it's not... something like that. She stares openly at him. At least she keeps her mouth closed, but... She never thought she might hear something even remotely similar to what her friends went through.

"You lost your heart?" she asks hesitantly, looking over him with concern. "But you never seemed heartless to me. You still had a soul, right? And memories?"

She can't imagine what it must be like to have those things, yet be unable to properly 'feel'. It rings far too sharply of what Mithos wanted.

"That's horrible. It's so much like... like the angels. Like what my friends had to go through."