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Pendour never really tried to hide. It seemed like it would be pointless, anyway, with her aura billowing out from her like a beacon. She did not hide from civilians, either. She got strange looks from them from time to time, but maybe if they saw her enough, they would learn that she would not hurt them.

They were not her main concern, though, and so that night, she climbed out of the average person's sightline and onto the rooftops. She liked the views of the city from up here, the streetlights flickering down below like the opposite of stars. She liked the way that she could feel the wind as it played with her hair and the light silks of her skirt.

An aura flared up, one that was strong but warm, and a soft smile spread across her face. Would it be a friend or someone new?

Someone new, it turned out. When the man approached, she nodded at him. "Hello," she said. "I'm just busy with seeing who I can find. It looks like it's you." She kept her smile, all while very obviously looking him up and down. The eyepatch stood out in a way that put a bit of a knot in her throat, and she wondered how many people ended up loosing bits and pieces of themselves. His symbols were what really confused her, though.

"Are you a senshi or a knight?" she asked.

Pendour's eyes widened a little. "Oh, no," she said. "Not fights. I know with these powers I've been given, I'm called a knight, but I don't wish to hurt anyone." Her smile faltered under the intensity of his gaze. She reached for her bracelet and started twisting one of the beads beneath her fingers. "Maybe learn, heal, protect in other ways."

She didn't understand his reaction to her question. "You have stripes," she said. "The senshi I met had stripes. The knights I've met had symbols of planets, that was the only way that I knew how to tell, but, um," she trailed off and swallowed. There were symbols on his outfit now that she looked, but she didn't know them. "I'm Pendour, Page of Neptune."

Pendour glanced down at the streets below, where she thought she could see a few tiny figures walking in the distance. "It's better that a fight finds me than someone who doesn't know the possibilities of things," she said. "I've been told about the war. I know I may not last." Her face stayed soft, even though something went tight in her chest when she thought about such things. "I'm trying to be smart about it, at least. Safety in numbers is a good idea, but first I have to see what friends I can find."

She wasn't always the best at facial expressions, but she didn't think that he was offering, and she stepped back and raised an eyebrow when he talked about Neptune like that. "Um, I think the planets are unique and beautiful myself. I'm sorry I didn't know of Ganymede." She took a quick breath and nodded at his advice. "Well, we are all on the same side. I'm not usually one for factions but the Negaverse has been quite violent in my experience. I can tell their auras, at least. I haven't heard of a Dark Mirror."

"Knowing someone's ideals is part of becoming friends with them, yes?" She found this man interesting, but he also seemed rather brusque and businesslike, and she didn't think he was quite a friend. "But you don't have to agree with someone to think that they should live. If danger comes, I'll, um, do what I can?"

She walked over beside him at the edge of the building and sat down cross legged on the ledge, folding her hands in her lap. "Camelot was a Royal, I think, and I've been to Neptune, yes, and a few other planets, too." She gave a half smile as she squinted down at the city below. "It's beautiful, but strange. Not all good, my wonder. I feel like I need to fix it, and then maybe I can help people more?" She had a few ideas, but Gev didn't seem so interested in space. "So that's what I'm working on. What about you? What brings you out here?"

Pendour blinked three times, quick and worried. "Did Camelot die? I hadn't heard." She pushed down her spinning emotions. These things were going to happen. "I hadn't met anyone else."

"Anyway, if I can make sure that my ancestor won't hurt anybody and I can clean up his mess, I might be able to make my wonder into a safe space for people who need it, or even discover something else." Thinking of space made her smile, even in the midst of everything, even thinking of the bones that littered her cove.

And Gevaudan spoke of yet more violence. It was sad. For a moment, the sadness seemed to be too much, and she twisted at her bracelet, but she simply asked, "Not the Negaverse? That's who the rest I've met have told me I should be fighting." She looked up, met his gaze. "Will you tell me more about these people, this court?"

"Oh," she said, and the knot in her chest untwisted a little. "I saw him a few months ago." That was all she said on the subject as what he was saying about the Dark Mirror Court seemed much more important and just as disturbing.

"Um," she began, and that was all she managed for a few seconds. "Um, I try to listen to the experiences of others even if it often doesn't give the full picture, but in the case of the Negaverse, the few I've met do seem irrationally violent." She rubbed at the scar on her hand without really thinking about it. "I understand why they're called infected, and it sounds like it's similar with this other court?"

It sounded like something she'd have to be careful of. "Are you trying to help with the Chaos, or just, um, destroy?" With a little effort, she kept her voice calm.

Silly? Was that how she came across? Her smile stayed, but she shook her head and summoned her ocarina, cupping it in her palms. "I don't understand why people think that this makes me a warrior," she said. It was tiny and fragile and beautiful. "In any case, I refuse to be. I'd much rather die than kill." Her bigger fear was that she'd be left damaged and hobbling, but it still seemed worth it to come out at night.

"I understand that I have power, though, and that I am in some ways participating in conflict." She ran her thumbs over the smooth surface of her instrument. "From what I know of power, the source does matter. I hope ours is clean energy, but since it comes from the wonders and planets, it seems natural at least. Chaos is more like fossil fuels, I think. It pollutes." She remembered the strange cat and the broken boy full of holes.

"I'm asking because I'm interested. It's good to know the philosophies of your friends, you said." She smiled. "It doesn't seem like we see quite eye to eye. I don't, um, like the idea of destroying people. Still, it seems you have your reasons, which I can respect."