Remarque's gaze slipped from the horizon to meet Zinkenite's gaze. He knew very little about the corrupted senshi; the ones he had met were all very new—either freshly converted or lacked grasp enough on the English language to be of much help. Ascended was a phrase he'd not ever heard associated with any of the corrupted senshi. And the concept of traveling to other worlds?

He had been in space once, and only once, and that sure as hell hadn't been his world. He didn't even know senshi particularly had their own world—but he wasn't particularly eager to admit such. That seemed like a conversation best brought up with Ares—or Leto, perhaps. "Then perhaps that will work in our favor. They just need the right," he seemed thoughtful, "push." Shrugging, he added, "I'd be interested to know who came up with the idea to gather all those senshi in one area. If they don't get along, then that seems like a ticking time bomb. Not to mention—did they not think we'd find them? Or is it really just so difficult for them to get in contact with each other that the only time they do get together is in large numbers? …It just seems foolish to gather so many of them in one place. Like they were just asking for trouble."

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