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There was another nod of the feline's head as she was tucked away some place safe. Though the cat had to fight off the urge to giggle, since from what she had seen, this youma, despite its size, was not too dangerous. As the boy went back to take care of business, ********* trotted over to the mats and merely sat down next to it.

Howl was not about to argue with a senshi about how he should approach this situation. There was value in experience, and since the teal-haired lad was lacking in that department, he was prepared to sit tightly and follow the instructions given. The constant calling back to him, however, was not nearly as reassuring as Boreas would have liked to think. In a sense, it was somewhat defeating the purpose of hiding. A less thoughtful student might have called out carelessly, and once more brought the attention back to his or herself.

There was a second cry of that Tundra Torrent again, and though curiosity did once more tease his mind, the young lad remained hidden. It increasingly felt as if he was a child fighting off the urges to do childish things. Maybe just a peek would not hurt... He began to sit up slightly taller, but then his protector had returned.

"Oh, goodness! You startled me," he called out, eyes wide upon the other lad. Boreas seemed to be beaming, and his words only confirmed that the danger had been eliminated. Yet, his considerate inquiry did not seem to be a well thought out one.

"...you are aware that this is a facility for Hillworth Grammar School, yes?"

The feline padded her way out into the open a bit more after the youma had been dealt with. To ensure the boy that she was fine, she mewled out while remaining out on the floor.

The lad managed to notice the animal, but remained in place. "It would seem as if your feline friend is quite fine." Though Howl's face remained pleasant enough, there was still something bothering him in the back of his mind. He had obviously met this senshi before, though all of the details were quite blurry at best. The teal-haired fellow liked to think he had a decent memory, since he was able to remember his encounters with Miss Virgo and Miss Vanadis quite well.

"...I do have a question for you before you leave, Mr. Boreas. About a year ago, many people in the city were afflicted with this strange sort of coma. I hope I am not intruding with this question, but were you afflicted with the symptoms of that unusual occurrence?"

The lad's expression seemed to grow a bit more serious as he got the answer he was seeking. So there was a common element between the two of them. It was the only time during the recent years that would have left him with a less-than-clear idea as to what had been going on around him. Of course, he still did not have all of the answers which he was looking for, but for now his theories seemed to be enough to keep his interest.

After what seemed like a lengthy pause, he allow his features to resume the more pleasant expression. "Indeed, I had been afflicted with the symptoms." There was another pause as he then thought of a decent question to ask.

"...do you remember anything from the time in which you were unconscious?"

The wandering eyes did not go unnoticed. However, Howl was keeping such an observation to himself. There were several times he had seen young men offer young ladies a similar treatment. The senshi's version was more respectful, but still noticeable enough to make Howl wonder. Was Boreas curious about Howl's obviously less-than-masculine charm?

This subject matter could wait, since Boreas' words did bring up some sort of memories of his own. Howl definitely had experienced the scattered amounts of recollection. Any efforts to really retrieve the small amounts of memory were greeted with failure.

"I recall sand and an overwhelming sense of fear." Howl fought off the urge the shudder, though the pause he took was hint enough that these were not memories he liked. "I also recall the word Nelumbo... which is quite strange, since that is the genus for plants such as waterlilies." For any who did not know of Howl's love for flowering plants, it might have seemed odd, almost egg-headed, for him to know such a trivial bit of information offhand.

That was an interesting reaction if anything. Howl at least was able to maintain his composure as his words seemed to cause a sort of "bad reaction" with the senshi. It seemed as if Boreas was the sort who wore his heart on his sleeves, unable to hide what he was feeling at any given moment. Perhaps it was a weakness in character, or perhaps it was a strength in character. Having been raised to mind his manners, he had been trained that showing how you really feel was less than desirable at most times.

"Hopefully a hot guy..." Howl echoed in his mind. There had been several slips on the senshi's part, but this one was indeed the most glaring one.

Noted, Sailor Boreas' sexual orientation is homosexual.

It wasn't something Howl would bring up in conversation. There really wasn't a polite way to ask about such a thing. Instead, he continued along the lines of the current topic.

"I am equally as intrigued that there are some similarities in our experiences with what had been called a 'coma.' I am uncertain if such a label is accurate for the affliction. However, I do not know the 'hows' to the experience. I hardly even know the simple 'whats' to the situation to be quite honest, Mr. Boreas." A hand drifted to a spot right below his earlobe and seemed to try to pinch over something that wasn't there. He had been in the midst of practicing fencing, so his usual dangling earrings were not there, meaning he couldn't fuss with them at the moment. In an effort to recover from such, he drew the fingers closer until they touched the side of his face.

A single brow lofted up at the young man's declaration. "I hate to disagree, but the papers had a full list of who had not survived the epidemic. I also knew a few students from this school who had gone through the coma, but did not manage to wake up again." It was pretty easy to notice when the leader of a small "gang" in Hillworth had vanished, for the underlings had no idea what to do in the ways of their bullying. Such was the case for Jesse Alvarez's little group. No Jesse, no organized bullying. Davies and Bryce were absolute idiots, but they could give a scare every so often if the mood struck them.

The shift of conversation did not seem to help any. Was Sailor Boreas truly so irresponsible that he'd leave this facility as the mess it was. "This mess is what I get to clean up. So if you are quite done, perhaps you should leave so I can get to work."

Apparently the fact that a few students from Hillworth had passed meant it was a loss for the teal-haired lad. It was actually quite presumptuous of the senshi to think such a thing. The only loss he had suffered was Franz, and his was not technically a part of the epidemic as he recalled. Just unfortunate timing more than anything.

Without letting that hint of sadness attached to Franz's death touch his features, Howl clarified "...my classmates are of no concern to me... I have suffered no loss..." At least from the hands of the coma epidemic, though Boreas had no need to know that.

Where as the help would have been appreciated, Howl shook his head at the other man. "I am quite certain you have your own tasks to tend to that do not involve cleaning up a sports facility. Somehow I do not think the faculty would react as well as I have to the presence of a senshi on the campus."

From her spot respectfully further away, the guardian mewled out, almost as if she agreed with what the young man had said. She would be fine hanging around, but the super senshi probably would be at a disadvantage if he were to linger about too long.