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The senshi of hail, now once more, returned from his second near death experience since return to Destiny City, had resumed a portion of what he considered his duties. Which, as it, were, included checking in on everyone's favorite resident alien life form.
Maintaining his eternal form, he felt it best as of late to be less conspicuious. If it was the fact he was a father now, or, he'd just stopped wanting to get into a fight every single evening was hard to pin down, but he'd likely say it was being a father and almost dying, (again). It was hard to be a parent when everyone wanted to kill you for one reason or another.

Still, his own issues aside, he'd not spoken to Caedus in months, and he was well overdue for checking in with the enigmatic alien. Last they talked, he'd been keen to leaving earth and slowly gathering energy to do so, (how he'd leave earth, Castor was yet to be sure of).
Well, months had passed and Castor was both concerned and leery that Caedus remained. It seemed out of character for the man to lie of wanting to leave, or to waste what energy he had on something like lashing out at the negaverse. Just so, for him to stay without good reason was suspect. It was one thing to perhaps just need a bit more energy, another to omit information on one's intentions when you were a several thousand year old alien with a hatred for the Negaverse and would utilize lives not your own to gain perhaps a form of revenge.

Castor wanted to think he might be mistaken, but blind trust and his willingness to ignore a vague threat was only something he could maintain for so long.

Reaching the alien's forest, Castor didn't yell, but rather, walked to the edge, trying to sense the man rather than make a scene.

The voice cut trough the lull of the dark, and the corner of Castor's mouth took an uptick in a smirk. At least he wasn't being snubbed or having to go gallivanting in shrubs to find the elusive being.
"Depends on who you're talking to. For me, it's a decent sort of evening." A small wave, he walked towards the alien wondering perhaps he'd not have had to wait had he arrived in his more flamboyant form. But, then, arriving to one location and lingering while royal wasn't the most ideal when trying to aid in keeping an escaped prisoner free of their captors as it were.

"Also, maybe you'll be happy to know, I have once more survived almost being killed. It seems to be the regular theme. I get into a battle, nearly die, then visit those I should have been keeping an eye on. Only difference is with you-" He reached the treeline, leaning on one, snorting at the faint pollen lingering in the air.
"-You were supposed to have left long ago." There wasn't hostility in his voice so much as wariness.

Hands in the air he shrugged.
"What's the hold up? Get yourself a lover and can't cross the stars without her? If so, I promise not to steal her away, I know when to mind my own business." The grin didn't dismiss the wariness in his eyes, nor to tenseness of his muscles, coiled to react if needed.

Castor's eyes crinkled at the edges while he smiles.
"You and everybody else on this miserable rock floating through space. Force of habit." He figured that the alien was bound to get prickly no matter how the conversation went, and as far as Castor was concerned, he couldn't care less so long as he got answers.

Coming back from the dead and expecting that the resident alien to be gone back to his world was one thing. Coming back from the dead to find he'd never left was... concerning for several reasons. Mostly, the fact that each day risked him becoming noticed by forces less inclined to secret keeping. Forces inclined to perhaps force Cadeus's hand and even go so far as to attempt to infiltrate another world. Castor might not be the wisest nor brightest, but it didn't pass his thoughts that is the man could open a portal to the negaverse... he could probably do so to his own worl, ergo there was a possibility to open on to others.

And such a thing would, could, spell disaster for the senshi long term. So long as the negaverse was bound to earth, the senshi still had a shot at reclaiming their birthrights, their homelands.
Cadeus posed both a hope and a threat, which made him dangerous even without wanting or wishing to be.

"I... well I would say I understand the delay, but honestly I don't. You're a smart man." Castor's smile was quickly turning into a frown.
"Men like you don't make mistakes often. Soon might have a different meaning when you're thousands of years old versus just in your twenties so as a matter of perspective I'm not sure how soon your soon is" Blue eyes narrowed.

"I don't trust you completely Cadeus. I am beginning to think I shouldn't trust you at all, despite what others tell me."

There was a twitch of a smirk that formed on Castor's face, a mockery of a smile, a mimicry of friendliness.
"I would have to be foolishly blind to trust you. You're everything we're made to fear after all. Alien, unknown, seeking to harness power for your own means which you keep to yourself. Trust is a luxury I can't afford. Not anymore."

He shrugged, pushing off the tree and walking towards the inhuman being before him. Castor wanted to know, but he also wasn't too keen on spending a long time going over logistics. More- he just wanted finality. He wanted a chapter closed and a possible risk to be alleviated for a time.

The chance that Cadeus was well intentioned was there, but many a good intention could sour. A good plan didn't mean it was a good plan. Thankfully, all of Castor's plans were less plans and more off the cuff decisions if anything.

"I can understand the issue of launching yourself into space; granted, in theory. Even as a Royal, leaving my own world would be- well." Another shrug, he passed Cadeus, walking further into the forest. He looked skyward musing at the fact that were they perhaps, as they once had been, the senshi could have very well assisted Caedus better. They might not have had to resort to these half plans and Castor wouldn't have to fear or mistrust the being who at worst, was cordial.

"Your assurance do help though, if, marginally. I thought you could sense your world much like I did. Telling me you have to estimate and calculates makes sense though I suppose. We might be aliens in an offhanded way to humans, but, every senshi and their race was different, once upon a time."
Blue eyes looked back at the off world guest.

"You plan to return one day, don't you? If so, You might wish to exercise a fair bit of caution. The Surrounding is not entirely whole, but it's very nearly intact. Even if benign, might be a bit of an issue- plus Chronos is pretty mean when angry."

"I'd not be alive if I wasn't stubborn. It's both part of my charm, and part of my flaws." He grinned.
"As for wanting the best for the world- that's... debatable. What I think is best doesn't mean it is the best for all. In the grand scheme of things, my loyalty is to my world, ruins and rubble it may be. Earth is just a.. temporary place."

He sighed.
"I keep this world safe for one purpose Cadeus, and it is not to keep it from the negaverse or chaos indefinitely. I lost hope for a victory here a long time ago, and while I would not turn away an ally or assistance in driving them back, my end goal is vast different than others. Earth has no senshi, and it's prince died not even 20 years past- as such, it is in a state of perpetual decay. This world has me so long as it serves a purpose."

He looked at the skyline, murky, light pollution hiding the stars.
"Return and be an ally to earth, I understand your fondness of it, the people here, but in the end, we senshi were not meant for this place. This isn't our home, no matter how much we might wish it so." Castor frowned, a melancholic smile following.

"I envy your hope, and do wish that you find your people safely and well off."

The prince shrugged. He'd been disagreeable since he'd awoken. Being told he was wrong was nothing new to him- defiance and deviation were rather par for the course for him now.
"It's not a matter of fondness or pride Caedus- it is a matter of purpose. Earth shouldn't be forced to host us and be our battleground against chaos. It's people deserve better than that for the next millennia. We are, if we wish to acknowledge it or not, interlopers. We are aliens hijacking human hosts for lack of a better analogy. I-" He drew in a breath, head hanging as his eyes closed in thought. He was not eloquent in any stretch, but he tried sometimes, to express his feelings when he found himself able.

"I remember my home Caedus. It isn't dead or lost to me- it lingers, waiting, calling me back. It should have people, my people. But - they aren't there. They're gone, wiped out by chaos. You have your people, your history- it lived and survived. Mine and every senshi like me here on earth? We- we lost that. We lost nearly everything that made us who we were. Earth isn't home for us. Fondness cannot replace the truth of what we are. We are born for our worlds; We exist to serve and protect them. Yet we have no one left Caedus. Our people are gone. So we're born to a world not meant for us, because the balance must exist. We exist for worlds that once thrived and now are silent, their people gone."

His hands came to his arms, the scars of his magic having left the pale thin lines on his skin. Reminders that he was human. Reminders that he was destined to live a human life.
"I wish earth was my home, but it's not. Often I think that's the curse of being a royal- it's knowing so much of the past, of feeling so deeply- to know that in the end..."

He smiled, melancholic.
"In the end we failed Caedus. And being born, forced to live in this world is the reminder of that failure. We'd not be here if we hadn't failed our people. I protect this world not because I am overly fond of it, not because it might alleviate suffering or is the right thing to do- I do so only because it is one place that might one day be useful to restoring my world and others like it. Because there might come a day where I must chose what I serve and no matter my feelings, my duty is to my home- the one I was destined and born for."

He shrugged again helplessly.
"That is perhaps, not a sentiment shared by many- but it is a truth I cannot deny, a truth perhaps, other royals each face in their own way."

Hands clenched into fists. He not liked the fact he and Cadeus were alike. He did not like the reminder that where Cadeus and his people had survived- his had not, and that too was a guilt in him, on him.
"You are lucky to have had your people." He couldn't hate him for it. He shouldn't. "I envy that." Yet he did. His envy was bitter and it burned him. He missed his past, his people. He wanted them, we wanted to know them, to have lived with them, loved them as they had once loved him. Yet that was gone.

He looked to the alien and sighed. This was perhaps, yet again, something his brother might have faired better with- diplomacy was not Castor's best quality.
"Would you wait here a moment? If willing, I'd get a gift for you. If it would prove useful, I do not know but, it might help if anything to ease small discomforts."