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"Makes sense..." Sheldon replied, in a low voice as he watched the little bits of dust flakes drift back to the ground. "So, you guys just ... leave the remains here and let the wind take care of it? Or do you guys have some like... monster vacuum.... thing?" It was a little bit of a silly question, sure, but he still had a little bit of marijuana in his system and it just brought out the stupid. But, what if they did have something like GhostBuster Proton Packs?

And speaking of maryjane. "Uh," Sheldon rubbed the back of his neck as he stood their awkwardly trying to explain himself. Sure, she couldn't arrest him but she could probably do worse than that if she was one of those looked down upon pot - he had just seen her hug something to death. And... she looked like a little kid and all. "I was ... sitting, enjoying the cool air." Aa, good one, Sheldon. "Sure, we're not supposed to be out here this late, but there's less people." It wasn't a lie, just not the whole truth.

For a split second, Sheldon had the morbid thought of the wind carrying dusted bits of monsters to other cities and someone getting dusted bits of monsters in their eye and not realizing what it really was. He let out a short chuckle and covered his mouth quickly. Yup, stupid ideas.

Back to the subject at hand, "you don't get an instruction manual with your new frilly outfit and powers?" That kind of sucked, games did that at least even if they were sometime's really hard to figure out. Sheldon frowned and rubbed at his shoulder, and winced. Oh yeah, his frown deepened as he brought his hand back to view. There were little specks of blood on his fingers, reminded him that he had been clawed at.

"Thanks for the advice, I guess." He told her, rubbing his hand on his jeans to clean them, "still don't like the thought of having to though..." Carrying s**t just meant he well, had to carry something and that seemed a nuisance in his everyday care free life.

A phone, they had only been giving a phone and a brief synopsis of what they were supposed to do. It was a little sad that Sheldon knew a little more than she did, "Oh yeah... I was told they were like a battery," he agreed with her, nodding. "Our starseeds, that is ... and that's why the Negaverse wants them." If that plan of theirs was still the same, after all.

"Another senshi explained it to me one night," he shrugged, "and like I told her.. if something was going to happen, it'll just happen I guess. Too much work to worry." It was a sad mentality, but it was his and he followed his words with a goofy grin.

"But, its nice to have ... well, you guys watching us." Sheldon added, perhaps more for her benefit.

Sheldon shook his head to her question, "Nah, she was bigger than you, little soldier girl. And shinier." She was loaded with gold, even more than the other senshi he had come in contact with. But, it wasn't like Hug-Bell's little teddy bear look was bad, it would probably just not strike fear in the hearts of what went bump in the night.

The older boy hesitated for a moment, but after a thought he pat her on the head in a gentle manner - as much as he could muster without it seeming awkward and forced. "You'll get there. Just find a friend?" There had to be plenty to work with after all, he never ran across he same one twice. "But, you make a good point. I should get this looked at," but not by his mother. Hahaha, no. "And standing here too long could be bad news, right?"

Sheldon offered the little girl another smile as he offered her a short wave. "Good meeting you."