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The teen nodded to Tallulah's explanation. "That would make sense. The less densely-populated areas may not generate as many memories as something with more people in it. The capitol..." Thinking for a moment, Christa shook her head. She'd have to do more exploring to find a capitol. The moon was so small that everything she'd been able to find had a small village feel to it. Did her moon even have a capitol city? Or some kind of central structure?

"I always seem to start out at the edge of this ocean. I'm sure it's a drop in the bucket compared to Europa's ocean. The whole moon is so small and sparse it seems. I bet Europa would take months to cover completely, especially if you're walking. But my moon? I'm not sure how big it is but... I'll have to invest some serious time into exploring if I want to find the center of it all."

She honestly wanted to find out some of the things Tallulah was learning. Perhaps find how she was connected to the Jovians of the past, if she was connected at all. "Thank you for all your help, Tallulah. You're invaluable." Leaning back, the teen sighed. Where would she be without someone to help guide her, just as she did for Pasiphae? It was like a great circle, one senshi helping another. "And thank you for coming over for dinner. I hope it wasn't too bad."

Christa chuckled in an honest gesture of relief. "My dad would be happy to provide. He was so worried about getting the recipe right that he stayed up last night testing it out. Burned the first two batches, I think. Somehow. I don't know - the kitchen stunk when I got up, so I can only assume!" Standing up, Christa was glad they didn't bring their food outside. That would have meant more dishes to clean up! If there was one thing she hated doing, it was the dishes.

"I will keep looking. I'll speak to Cyllene and keep Pasiphae updated on our progress. You too. If there are more out there, I'm sure with our combined efforts, we'll find them. We'll make a court of ourselves yet." She smiled, finally feeling like things were settling into place in a lovely sequence. She now had a goal to work towards, and she really appreciated that.

Stepping up to the sliding glass door, Christa opened it and loved every bit of warmth coming from the inside of the house. It was getting late and rather cold outside. "Did you need a ride home?" she asked over her shoulder, not having any idea how Tallulah had come to her house. By car? By bike? Did she run here and henshin down? The teen shooed her brother away as he was coming up to say goodbye to Tallulah. The poor girl didn't need any more of his unwanted attention.

"It's not a problem. I'll tell dad we're leaving. This is the way to the garage." Christa beckoned her fellow student and Jovian in the general direction of her ride home. It was a modest brown sedan of American origin. Christa had been driving it since she was of legal age, but instead found running from place to place to be infinitely more satisfying. Still, she understood the whole youma o'clock thing better than anyone. It was prime hunting time.

A series of quick goodbyes and hopes for a return visit were exchanged before the two ladies were tucked safely in the car and on their way. DCU wasn't too many stops from where they were on the subway, and Christa knew that if anyone tried to bother Tallulah, she'd show them a thing or two.

Eventually, they stopped and exchanged goodbyes and well wishes. Christa promised to call her superior (odd to say that, but maybe she should get used to it?) if anything came up. "We'll stay in touch no matter what. The instant I get more information, you'll be the next to know. I promise." After that came a short subway ride back to DCU and perhaps a few more hours of mundane life before bed.