[Hang on a second, Sheena. Lloyd's busy trying to take the head off an attacking angel at the moment.

...or maybe it'll look like he's slicing off part of a snow-laden branch. It's very nearly the same thing.

When he has a second to catch his breath, though, he darts Sheena a look.]

I'm fine. They haven't landed any hits yet, and I've managed to shake some of them off. I don't know where Kratos is, though.

[And that worries him. A lot.]