Zidane had no idea what to think about this one, as the rather polite, friendly girl appeared to be...killing some people he didn't recognize. He almost wanted to try and stop her, to reach out and shake her free of what must have been something very unpleasant, but he knew it didn't work like that.

He glanced over at Vayne, frowning, then back to Rinoa. Ah hell. "Hey! Snap out of it! It's not real!" As if he were capable of not trying to help a pretty girl...