She gives him a look. "It hasn't been that long. What's the matter? Your old age making you forget things?" she asks impishly--and with a smile. Following his gaze, she nods. "Yes, I do." Facing him, she continues. "For several reasons--like keeping me focused."

Yes, Zelos, you're not the only one who's felt that spiraling. Sheena's just found away to deal with it besides blasting trees with Lightning Bolts. And she wants to share it with him as way to stay connected.

His trailing off catches her attention, and she shakes her head. "Just what I said," she retorts, folding her arms across her chest. "Okay, so you made drinks, but you learned how to do it, right? Just like you learned how to use a sword. So, you can learn how to do that."

Translation: She has faith in you, Zelos.