[If there was one thing that Lockon hated, it was feeling helpless. And without a Persona, that's exactly what he was in this situation, and it was giving him no end of frustration.

Of course, he wasn't sulking moodily in his room or anything like that. Of course not. He was just sticking to his room and staying calm and on alert. Not at all sulky or moody or-

Really, Mileina's interruption was pretty welcome. He dropped his communicator to the bed where he'd been sitting and crossed to the door, opening it even as he spoke. It might be a message, it might be something helpful he could do, it...wasn't likely, but still.]

I'm here. What's the problem?