Welcome to Gaia! ::

Bazzite shrugged, not having the answer to Lellouch's (likely rhetorical) question about the hiding of one's power signature.

Her next question confused him, however. Stopping, the youma turned around to face the corrupted senshi, hands on his hips and a peculiar expression on his face. "Regret it? It wasn't my decision to make, Lellouch. I didn't wake up one day and say to myself, gee, the pinnacle of my existence should be as a bloodthirsty, tar-blood hellbeast that's trapped in a place of eternal darkness. That sounds like so much fun, I think I'll become a youma. It was an accident. So there's nothing to regret, really." With that explanation finalized, the youma turned around and kept walking, as if nothing had ever happened.

"Am I happy? ...I don't like to think about it."

"Youma don't deal in regrets. We live in the present, not the past. It's... liberating." And that was all he would say on the subject. Being the intelligent animal freed him from overthinking about his and Benitoite's relationship and how that all changed because of a series of terrible decisions on Bazzite's part. The youma continued to walk, never changing his pace.

"You still need starseeds to bring in, Lellouch?" Nose to the air, the youma could easily smell a small gathering of miscreants some two blocks away. His wings buzzed. He was still hungry. "We can end the night on a positive note."

"One day at a time makes things a great deal less complicated." he said simply, a smile on his face.

His body, however, was telling him he needed to return to the Rift, and soon. The youma's gait was shortening and he was having trouble staying away. Being too far away from the Rift for too long rendered youma weak and lifeless. "...I can teach you. I just... I need a day or two to rest." The locust's wings visibly sagged and even the starseeds he'd devoured before provided him precious little time. "Give me a day or two, and then seek out my General Benitoite. Tell him I offered to help you and he'll call for me in the Rift. I'll hear him."

That was when the youma's body began to fade from view, the signal that he was to depart. "Keep yourself out of trouble... Lellouch." And then he was gone.