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Ladon had been pushing this visit long enough, and seeing as he was doing better physically, it was time to make the call. Sitting on the futon couch, he had range up Zac. Billy had gone for a time. Ladon knew that he needed to get out of the house. Away from him, for his own good. The dark-haired boy could feel himself feeling distant again and didn’t want to lash out on Billy accidently because of it. That and he knew that Billy had wanted to get his paints. To further delay him, he had asked that, while he was out, he should grab some fresh oranges and maybe whatever else he might like for later. They rarely splurged now, cautious as they both were about living outside of their budget. Pickpocketing from civilians or not, they still had to pay rent and watch how much they spent.

With Billy away, he felt confident enough to call his friend. It was a simple conversation that said he would like to see him about some business matters sure that Zac would know what business they would be talking about, and that he was well enough to see him. Ladon was, more or less, at least able to see people now. He no longer looked as if he had been starved, thanks to Billy’s basic cooking skills and a large batch of chicken soup provided by Ashley. His clean bandages had made his wounds look clean, and with sweatpants, a t-shirt, and a hoodie, he could more or less hide the burns on his neck and ear. After many baths, he was clean as well, devoid of the smell of all the smells that had accumulated in that rat-hole that the BMC kept them in.

Giving Zac the address, as this was the first time Zac had ever visited him, he waited and got up to clean up the place as best he could (it was usually always clean anyways), and try and look…well, as if he hadn’t undergone any torture at all. Being occupied also kept him from thinking about what he had to say too much. It was already going to be hard.

Sabine was a tag along, not invited but she was pretty much told to come so..why not? She had nothing really better to do besides pester Ever, her new room mate. Grabbing her shoes she rushed out the door after her brother, hot on his heels. On the way she was given the man they were meeting Negaverse name and Civilian name... Ladon and Wolframite. The names along had caused the childish nature of the girl to shine through, plus.... they passed a store filled with stuffed animals. Something that caused Sabine to dart in before Zac could even realize. They needed to get Ladon a gift...

It was mere coincidence that the wolf plushie now in her arms had a bow around his neck, but for some reason Zac had seemed amused that was the one chosen as the gift.

Finally there, the girl, actually SHORTER than zink, peered up at the man whom answered the door. Waving her hand, she looked and gave a rather embarrassed "Hi!"

"Oh...yes...ah, she's... new to us. She's 'seen the light' if you catch my meaning." He said clearing his throat slightly trying to imply a side swap but unsure if there were any others listening that should perhaps not hear.

"My... sister actually." he said carefully and glanced at his shoes. That would be news in its own right because he seemed serious, and when they met he'd been an 'only child'.

"Sorry if it's too much, it just seemed polite to bring something, it was that or chocolate and, this was healthier." He glanced at the battered hands and there was a slight pause at the hoodie before he asked. "W...where would you like me to put it, if you'd like anything I can ah... prepare it while you talk?"

He meant to say 'you look better' because by god he did at least, but all the same...

He shut the door, putting up at least 2 of the man locks before giving up. Billy would probably hate him for not doing all of them, but he wasn’t about to struggle to latch the rest on. Turning, he gestured past the kitchen straight to the living room. The apartment was small, comprised of just the kitchen that was open to the living room. The bathroom to the left. The bedroom to the right, and an open window that lead to the fire escape. Two pots were outside, ready for flowers when the weather warmed. The window was closed now as it was a bit chill out, but the curtains drawn open. “No need to do anything.” He told Zac, not wanting anyone tending to him. He felt bad enough everyone was doing everything for him. Ladon usually took care of others. It was strange and upsetting to have anyone fetch him a glass of water or make dinner.

“You can set the basket there. “ He gestured to the kitchen counter as they walked past before they entered the living room. He had been very surprised to hear that Zac had a sister and that she was on their side. Not only was she a Nega, from what he assumed, but seeing the light made him a tad confused. Was she….he couldn’t be certain.

“If she is on our side and if it’s okay for me to talk about the business with our side with her here, then she can stay. Sabine, it’s nice to meet you.” He instinctively raised his hand and looking down, checked to make sure it wasn’t the one that was bandaged. It was, and he was glad for it. He could at least shake hands. He was surprised she offered him a plushie, and sharing that shock, slowly took it before offering a small smile. It was rather cute, and he noticed the bow. Drats. Was that getting around that he liked them? He hoped it was just a coincidence. “Thank you. You didn’t have to.”

He gestured for them to sit down on either one of the two mismatched chairs or the futon couch. He sat in a brown chair, moving aside the quilt he had been using when he fell asleep in the living room. He was prone to napping with the mediation he was taking.

“I had some …something very serious to tell you.” He set the plush wolf on his lap, looking at the pair of them before looking more seriously at Zac. Guilt riddled his features.

Well damn, if she had a knife she could probably cut the tension between the men, pull out a chunk, and chow down on it. Sabine was now settled on one of the unclaimed chairs, leaning forward her elbows were on her knee's and her chin on the palm of one of her hands. Ladon had said if she was one of them, which now she was, it was ok to be here... so she did not make a move to remove herself from the conversation.

No matter how much she wanted to explore, it would have been rude to raid his personal belongings!

Sabine was just happy he seemed to like the stuffed animal... this would have to be something she did often. Make a friend? Meet someone? Bring a plushie. Why? .... Well clearly Ladon liked it why wouldn't everyone! Sitting in her little corner of the room green eyes watched the pair of them, plotting what animals to get Ever and Zac.... Also instinctively she knew this was their time to speak, not hers. She would be quiet.

"Ah..." Zac said looking introspective.

"Ah... I see... well, that gives them very little other than the knowledge we transported a -cork- board to the Dark kingdom and stapled it over with note cards."

He flashed a smile, there was still trouble in his eyes but he was pushing it down and away, boxed up in a neat little parcel. "If they were going to find out anything...I'm glad it was that. After all, I doubt they haven't already taken similar measures... they would be foolish not to." He gave a small shrug and tried to make the smile wider but it did falter.

"Did you tell them who was collecting the information may ask?"

He was about to say that there was no need for Sabine to leave, and was even more alarmed to see her head off into his bedroom. True, it was neat, tidy, and the only other quiet place she could escape to that wasn’t the bathroom but there were….things in there he didn’t want people to see.

However, he couldn’t’ well call her back in when he had something more serious taking up his focus. He did feel slightly relieved that it was being dismissed as something that should have been figured out by now, but when the question was presented if he gave a name, he tried to think. Had he told them who maintained the board? He…he wasn’t entirely sure. He had been more in a delirious frenzy and had been staring at that blade. The one that had cut his cheek and had been ready to strike into his skull.

“I….I don’t think I did.” He looked down, trying to think what exactly he said, but he wasn’t sure now. “…I think I didn’t.” His voice alone said how unreliable that statement was. They could very well have Zinkenite’s name down on a little note with ‘Database Manager’ beside it. If that really meant anything to the senshi, then Zinkenite could be have some unwanted attention. Somewhere, Ladon imagined a similar cork board in some building the senshi gathered in. Zinkenite would have been moved up, recognized as a serious threat.

And where was Wolframite on that board? Probably not even on it.

“I’m sorry, Zac. I’m not sure.”

If they were at all listening, a "Eeeeeeee!" Would have come from the room as the girl was like a child in a candy store. So many plushies! So formal looking...old... beautiful. Something in seeing them all like this struck a cord in her, similar to the one she felt in the toy store but...on a grander level. There was a Circus bear, and even a leopard or two! The thing that made them even more amazing... they were all decorated in clothing or some sort of bows.

Call her childish, call her stupid.. but the sight of all these things being in one collection, one MASSIVE collection... made her happy. A few select animals she approached and reached out for... almost as if seeking permission to touch them. "They are so cuuuute." One she zoned in on one in particular, a floppy eared rabbit. It was solid white with black button eyes and pale pastel pink lined ears. It even had pink paws! It wore a simple bow around its neck that was carefully twisted to one side. It was dark blue.

Unable to resist... she grabbed it and held it close. The was not really interested in the bed room... more of less trying to avoid the conversation outside at hand. How can she add input when...well. She knew nothing besides minor pokes and prods?