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Ugh, he felt like s**t. Dietrich hadn't slept well the night before and still came to class, though he almost slept right though it. He'd just barely managed to stay awake long enough to get out of the room when the session was over, and now he was leaning against a wall with his hands in his pockets and his eyes turned down to the ground.

...And closed.

Yes, he'd fallen asleep standing against the wall. He'd been kept up all night, plagued by his own thoughts, fears and insecurities. The only reason he'd even come to class was in hopes of meeting up with Adira when her own classes were finished, he needed to talk to her about that night, about that battle. She'd been there. She'd seen it. She'd experienced it, and from the looks of it he briefly remembered her even experiencing the sensation of being corrupted? He grimaced in his sleep and shifted against the wall a bit more comfortably, sliding down it until he was sitting on the floor. It wasn't the most comfortable spot but he was tired enough to not care.

What was that noise? He heard a voice, a familiar voice..it must have been his dream. Was he dreaming? Must have been! That was the only way he'd be hearing Adira's voice in his room.

Wait, Adira's voice?

Dietrich awoke with a start and looked around, nearly bumping heads with the very woman he had been hoping to see. Not a good place to sleep? What was she talking about? Wasn't he in his bedroom? He rubbed at the back of his head and gave the area they were in a quick look around, realizing he was not in his room. Wow, had he really been that tired that he didn't even remember how he got here? He looked down a moment to make sure he wasn't in his pajamas or his underwear. Good, good. Fully dressed. At least he'd managed that.

Oh right! Adira! Dietrich chuckled and put a hand on hers, giving it a squeeze before letting go of her so he could push himself up to stand with the wall as his support. "Haha, you might be right." He offered her a hand to help her up, noting her lazy state of dress. He couldn't blame her. "How're you feeling? I...ah..." Dietrich frowned deeply and rubbed at the back of his neck, looking around as if worried people would listen in on them. What he was going to say was rather embarrassing out of context...

"I wanted to talk to you...about last night." And that was why he didn't want anyone listening who didn't know what the hell he was talking about.

"Oh, good! I don't have anymore either." He chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. "Which is good because I practically slept through the ones I had as it was. I think..considering what we want to talk about, out in public might not be a good idea." Too many dishonest people in the world who could and probably would listen in on their very, very private conversation. Dietrich offered Adira his arm, not knowing where she lived but he could still be a gentleman and properly escort her to her apartment. Food sounded amazing too, especially free food.

"So...did you get any sleep last night? I sure didn't." He frowned a bit, adjusting his bag a bit as they walked. He got..what...an hour of sleep? He was too busy being worried over nothing, or everything.

Great minds think alike! He was glad Adira agreed this was a good idea, it meant less waffling over things or feeling bad for picking one option when they could've done the other. Had he known about her copious consumption of energy drinks however he'd be demanding she share her stash; Dietrich was exhausted. He frowned quietly when it became apparent she didn't get much sleep either, probably even less than he did. Was it the same problem? Did she feel as disgusted with herself and as confused with where she stood as he did? He sighed and reached to give her hand an affectionate, comforting squeeze. He understood completely how she felt even without her saying how she did, it honestly just went without saying. He gave a nod at her hopeful remark. "Hopefully.." There was so much he wanted to say, it was hard to not say it. Not yet. Not here. Not in public. They needed privacy for this.

Ugh. Waiting was hard.

As they finally arrived his heart began to pound with nervousness, breathing in deeply as he released Adira to do her own thing while he removed his shoes and followed her further in. He gave the apartment a good look, chuckling and putting his hands on his hips. "It's like Perseus exploded in here." He commented loud enough for her to hear him, walking over to the windowed wall to look outside. What a view! He wished he had windows like this! Could he? Probably not, only if he had his own house that he owned. Sigh. Not fair!

"So did your apartment look like this before or after awakening?" It'd be interesting if it was beforehand! Fate and all that. He continued on away from the windows to explore the rest of the living room until he made it to the kitchen where Adira was, leaning back against one of the counters and gripping the edge of it with his hands.

Dietrich honestly wouldn't think any less of her if Adira cried, or screamed, or just completely let out everything she was feeling. He'd be there for her! He'd hold her, talk to her, wait for her..anything she needed. And they were in the privacy of her apartment so it wasn't as if anyone would see unless they were some kind of peeping freak; he wouldn't tell a soul about anything that was said or done in this apartment. It wouldn't be right of him, and it wouldn't be at all fair to her. If anyone found out he'd give her full permission to kick his a** or something. He didn't like that look on her face though, it didn't suit the strong young woman he knew at all. "Oh? I see.." He looked around with a small sound of approval. "Very nice, I like it...I wonder what Gianfar's like." He'd never thought to try and visit it. He didn't know he could until just now. What was Gianfar like? Was it beautiful? Was it in ruins? Had...had he been a prince? He frowned quietly at that, remembering Prince Castor from the night before and thinking back to Chronos believing for a moment he had been her lost prince. Ugh, he felt bad about that still.

He was fine standing for now, fearing that if he sat down he'd fall asleep. No, he needed to stay awake for this. It was important. As Adira stared at him he stared right back, for once completely serious instead of the usual warm and cheerful and friendly man he was. He didn't like that look in her eyes; it wasn't Perseus or Adira. He hadn't known her aside from passing in the halls of Sovereign Heights for terribly long, but he still knew she was not the kind of person who should be looking sad. He didn't know how to begin either. So hey, we both didn't have much effect in that battle. And even better we thought we were corrupted and protected the youma! Good times, right? Hahaha!

No. That was not the right way to carry this out.

As she spoke he perked up a bit and seemed relieved that she was the one that was going to start this...uuuuntil she changed the subject to frozen pizza. He frowned for a moment before forcing a small smile. "Frozen pizza works for me. What've you got to drink?" Pleasantries...those were always nice. But pleasantries weren't why they were here.

Maybe he had to take the initiative for this one. "Have you ever questioned a senshi before?" He wasn't questioning being one...though maybe that was a bad way to start this. "Or even a negaverse agent? We both think our cause is the right one...that general was just..." Okay, so this was a lot harder than he thought. No wonder she didn't want to start. Dietrich shut up and ruffled his own hair, frustrated with how hard this seemed to be.

He'd get a drink in a minute, there were more important matters he wanted to discuss. She probably wanted to as well, it was just a matter of figuring out how to say it. He watched her get things ready for the pizzas and leaned back against the counter again, stifling a yawn and instead sighing deeply as he listened to her answer. So she had questioned herself as well. Tanzanite, huh? He had to give it to her, she was a mighty general. He would probably love to be under her command if he had that state of mind..but he didn't. He'd seen what she'd done, what she was capable of. She had viciously attacked the city as that monster, who knew how many people had been killed or injured. But that had clearly been a result of something the senshi did...they had driven her to madness. Wait, had they? She had murdered Perseus' friend...that had been as a captain? Then it was definitely long before this had happened. He saw the look on her face and winced quietly to himself, reaching out to hug her but pulling back before it could be noticed. She probably didn't want to be babied, did she? Maybe she did, maybe she didn't. He had no idea yet. "I'm sorry to hear that..." He truly was.

Dietrich blinked and stayed still for Adira while she fixed his hair, chuckling and tugging playfully at a bit of her own hair in retaliation. Hey! Maybe he wanted it messy! He settled back down when she was done. He was glad to have a captain like her. "Oh...lots." Dietrich said with a short laugh, trying to think of where to begin. So many questions. He rest a hand on his chest for a moment and his frown returned.

"So that's what it feels like to be corrupted, huh?"

"Not at all...I actually said I'd die for that youma..." He shuddered a little and shook his head at the very thought of wanting to give his life for something so filled with rage and hostility. If only everyone could just get along, right? Things would be so much easier. Dietrich sank down little by little until he suddenly found himself on the floor, taking off his uniform coat and loosening his bow tie. Ugh, stupid uniform. He should have just gone to class in casual dress like Adira did! He tilted his head back against the cabinets behind him and watched his friend, not minding at all that she was getting fidgety and doing whatever she could to distract herself. Honestly, Dietrich couldn't blame her! He'd be doing the same thing in her shoes. "Somehow I doubt it. They're probably too brainwashed to think of it..." He briefly wondered what things were like from a corrupted senshi's point of view, but it was a fleeting thought he didn't feel like dwelling on. Dietrich closed his eyes for a moment, and he almost seemed like he'd fallen asleep.

...Okay, so he had a little. But it was only for a couple seconds!

Startling himself awake, Dietrich sat up and rubbed at his face as he shifted himself to sit up away from the cabinets and sit indian style on the floor. If Adira had a problem with it he'd get up if asked. "I've never been so disgusted with myself...I think..we should do something. So this kind of thing doesn't happen to us again. My power is handy and all, sometimes anyway, but their lieutenants pick up on it too quickly. Or at least some of them do." He wished he was stronger. Dietrich wished he could be of more use to his fellow senshi, to the people that needed him. He chuckled a bit and tilted his head up toward Adira again. "Don't suppose you know a good fighting instructor?" He paused a moment before lifting an arm, twitching his fingers in a 'come here' way. She looked like she was going to go crazy in a second if she wasn't doing something, but Dietrich was going to try and get her to sit and relax for just a second. The pizzas wouldn't be done for awhile!

Adira made a good point. They hadn't even had an inkling of it until it happened before, who's to say it couldn't happen again without their knowing? He sighed and tilted his head back against the cupboard behind him, closing his eyes again. They'd just have to prepare themselves then for that 'what if'. What if it happened again? What if they needed to band together? What if, what if, what if. "And certainly not without some kind of teamwork."

He looked up as Adira sat down beside him, putting an arm around her shoulders and hugging her in a comforting gesture. He had a feeling she was a little more distraught over this than she was letting on, so Dietrich was going to take it upon himself to comfort her if she needed it. She could cry, she could scream, and hell she could do nothing, but he'd still be here for her. It's what friends and teammates were for! "Oh yeah? Sure, I'd really like that." He definitely needed more practice in hand-to-hand combat. Throwing a lame punch or a rock just wouldn't do every time. He tilted his head to rest it against Adira's, frowning and staring ahead of them without a word.

"I wonder what even happened to cause all that..." Something happened. It couldn't have just been completely random.