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Just because Nysa had suffered a defeat at the hands of some corrupted senshi did not mean he would not patrol. He was still physically able to move about with little to no issue to his physical health, so there was no excuse. He did, however, carefully apply some makeup to cover up as much of his bruising over his eye as he could. It was still quite noticeable, so the lad also made certain that his hair draped over his injured eye so it would be less noticeable.

It obscured his vision slightly, but it wasn't like he didn't encounter this sort of vision impairment on a daily basis already.

It wasn't hard to notice this stray Lieutenant. His energy signal was weaker, but the constant lighting up and movement of his toy easily got the Squire's attention. Crossing his arms behind his back, Nysa wandered up to the park bench that was occupied by a young boy.

"...might I ask what it is you are fussing with, Lieutenant?" His tone was far more conversational than confrontational.

The response the boy gave him was that fitting of a boy. Sarcasm was never a tool to use if one wanted to show how mature once could be. He still remained in place, arms crossed behind his back, his gentle expression still remaining unaffected by the attempted threat.

"I had no intention of lifting a weapon to you, not a fist for that matter." His tone sounded more blatantly patient than anything, as if he was making certain to keep himself in check.

"I am just curious as to why you use a weapon that is more akin to a sword... as a blunt object in practice?" The stance which the boy took was more suited to that of a thug who was ready to crack skulls, not that of a budding swordsman.

Whatever it was he was doing was quite showy, but not really an effective way to use a sword.

"I doubt that your 'weapon' is heavy enough to warrant treating it like a two handed sword versus a one handed sword. Plus your movements... if I have to be honest... would be rather easy to parry... though it would seem you would have no issue leaving yourself quite open for a few hits."

Of course, Nysa did not have any sort of fencing gear on him, but with his hand, he mocked himself holding onto a sabre and used the invisible weapon to cut a line against the boy's torso from where he stood.

"Defense is just as good as offense in all honesty. Does not matter how hard you swing if someone else beats you to the punchline first."

The way the boy phrased things just mentally made the lad cringe. The only hint of such displeasure at the works was the tiniest of creases forming at the corners of his eyes.

In a completely conversational tone, Nysa did something he usually was prone to avoiding.

He insulted the Lieutenant.

"I wonder if... I were to explain to you what parrying is... if you would even retain the information..."

The manner in which he carried on seemed like evidence enough that the boy would merely just find some childish thing to retort about and resume with his play-fighting. Even the Neptunian knight, who had no real training in the martial arts, was quite certain that attempt at a fancy kick was extremely flawed at best.

"Interesting..."

By this time, Nysa had made the acquaintance of several agents of the Negaverse. Each had their own view as to what they were doing, some justifying it through some overly convoluted means. Yet, this boy was foolish enough to phrase things as he had.

"...You said 'energy stealing'... which would imply that you are aware that you are taking the energy from others without permission. An implication that you are aware that you are in the wrong."

He was watching the boy intently again, watching his posture for any sudden lashing out at him. People sometimes acted like such savages when the situation rarely called for it.

"I just find it interesting. I think you are the first agent of the Negaverse I have met who has actually called what you do by what it actually is. No attempts at smoke and mirrors."

Despite how childish this Agent seemed, Nysa was quite pleased. If anything, he had just located a rather excellent tool for the future. A Negaverse agent who probably wouldn't lie about his true intents. It might not have seemed like much, but Nysa knew in the future this could come in handy.

"Well, Lieutenant... I suppose I should leave you be for the evening... let you get back to... playing..."

No matter what, the Page just couldn't justify calling what this boy was doing as 'sparring' or 'training.'

Since he was in no hurry, the Page stepped back, then began to walk away.