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The eternal senshi simply frowned in thought for a moment before shaking her head slowly. "No, you didn't. I'm sure you had every reason to believe what you did was the right thing. I don't know what lies they've told you and I don't know what danger you may or may not be in. I simply don't have those answers. All I can tell you is what I have learned through my experiences. Perhaps you could speak with other senshi if you have questions - you could understand things from their perspective as well." It was all Kallichore could promise.

"For a while, I thought I could make up for my mistakes by giving myself over to Chaos and having my memories wiped but... the more people I speak to, the more I realize such a thing would be a far greater mistake."

Looking up at the stars, the eternal senshi sighed, the exhaustion fairly plain on her form and face. "The pull through space is like... what ascending to heaven would be like, if I could take a guess. You're pulled through the fabric of the universe to your own piece in it. My moon is very green, with rolling hills and simple temples. The castle looks like it's made of marble and the weather is warm and mild..."

She would probably regret it, but... "Would you like me to take you, sometime?"

"You're treated as objects?" she asked, turning her head towards Euclase who at that moment seemed so very lost. It was all too like Kallichore's thoughts on the never-ending war - how her efforts did not bring about any appreciable change. Or did they, and she was simply too blind to see it? "That doesn't seem very fair to me. I would assume the agents are treated well enough, but senshi are no second-class citizen."

Part of her wasn't surprised at the two-faced nature of corrupted senshi. On the one hand, the Negaverse operated in a way that suggested they want to kill all senshi or corrupt them. But, when corrupted, according to Euclase, they are treated as unimportant. What was the point of corruption in the first place if you cannot be treated with respect on the side you hoped to serve? Kallichore shook her head and sighed.

"Yes, I would." came an answer after a few moments of silence. The eternal was weighing her options. "If you don't believe me, think of it this way - I have nothing to do lose by bringing you along. I outrank you and, if I so chose, I could leave you on the moon if you were to cause trouble. I know it sounds rude and I mean no disrespect but you do not pose a threat to me and I do not know what you would do to my moon to make me regret the decision."

Kallichore was not Kurma - she could not know what someone with Chaos in their soul could or would do to her moon, but part of her desperately wanted to see if a tour of an old senshi homeworld would make any difference to one Kurma would have mourned for.

"I believe you when you say you thought you did the right thing." With the anger and fervor in her voice, who was Kallichore to say it was a frivolous choice? "Some corrupt because of depression and I wanted a selfish way out... how stupid of me..." she cursed herself under her breath, almost embarrassed by her own weakness. Even in a stupor, really? She'd have to kick herself several times in the future.

But for now... "You won't get a fight from me unless you start one, so I'd say we're on neutral ground for the moment." The eternal senshi crossed her arms, starting a slow pace back and forth across the rooftop. "I've been to another world, one filled with a vibrant jungle and big cats that still lived there. Tigers, specifically. They live in the jungle and around a huge temple buried deep in the underbrush. The greenery is almost blinding and the sounds of life coming from it... truly amazing. I wish I could say the same for my own homeworld but I have yet to see any animals. Mine is a different kind of green."

She stopped, looking down at her boots. She thought aloud. "Sometimes I see who I was in the past and it's almost haunting, but knowing she passed without darkness and hatred in her heart makes it a little easier. I don't know what happened to them, but I saw her in a memory, sometime close to the end. She had gathered all these children in a temple and had them sing. Some were scared but... I don't know what happened. All I know is that my past self had nothing to do with the death of the moon. I just know it. One doesn't have children sing of their own death by your hand. She was protecting them, like a mother."

Kallichore shook her head, breathing in deeply. "I just don't know what happened to them. She doesn't speak to me, I just see her like I see people in a dream... I've come to know her name was Sybil."

"I would be willing to take you someday, if you wanted. As long as you promise not to cause any trouble, I'll give you a tour." A short, soft chuckle escaped her then and she covered her mouth with her hand.

Euclase's question made her stop for a moment, considering her answer. "Honestly? Part of me did consider it, if even for a moment. Sometimes it's difficult for me to keep on the straight-and-narrow. I haven't killed anyone, even on your side. But sometimes it's... tempting." Kallichore shook her head and started to pace. "But... I know of a few people who corrupted from the White Moon, and they were never the same. They don't remember the people they loved, or the people who used to love them. It was... tragic. As much as it would be so much easier to corrupt and forget all the problems I've had on this side..."

She turned back to Euclase and crossed her arms. "I can't do that. Not while I have so much more to do, so many more people to protect and save."

The eternal gave her corrupted companion a firm nod. "How's about this - next week, Wednesday night. We'll meet again on this building and I'll take you to my moon. 10PM sound alright? I'll wait here for half an hour. If you don't show up, maybe we'll meet again sometime."

Kallichore doubted they could communicate via cellphone anyway.

"I can't even guess your circumstances." she started, hands linked behind her back. "I don't know what you were told when you were corrupted, but maybe you can see some of yourself in the stars. Some of the self you would be had they not put those holes in you."