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Babylon felt Ganymede's approach, sort of. He felt an eternal senshi, who he assumed was Ganymede running around in what passed for incognito these days. A long time ago, Zirconia gave him a crash course in massive power signatures and how to get every Chaos operative in a five mile radius paying attention to you - princesses were likely no different.

"Princess," he said, dipping his head towards the senshi. She'd forgone several layers of ruffles, but Babylon was still one to give credit where credit was due - never mind that he had to impress Ganymede's rank on the page beside him.

"Eventful is probably an understatement," he said, gesturing back towards the ruined glass. "I feel bad for the owners. That's at least the second youma attack they've had." They'd recovered once. He wasn't sure if a second comeback was in the cards.

"This is Tikal," he said, placing a hand between the girl's shoulder blades and nudging her forward. "She got caught up in the fight. Handled herself pretty well for a first night out. Bit of training, she'll be even better. I figured I'd hand her off to you for girl talk or... whatever it is you need to do with your pages. I don't have a princess, so I'm not clear if you need to, like, commune with her."

He turned to the page beside him and held up a hand, indicating his signet ring. "When you get to your wonder for the first time, you need to look for something like this. It'll let you send messages to other powered people. Until then..."

He produced a pad and pen from inside his coat, scribbled down a number, and handed it off to her. "That's my civilian cellphone. Text if you need anything."

Babylon offered Ganymede a smile. "I think that about covers everything. She your first one?"

Ganymede's face reddened at Babylon's respectful greeting. She was no more used to the title than she was the magic (or the wings), and having someone greet her as if she were someone important (or at least worthy of esteem)—especially when that someone was a guy she'd known for years, had fetched from Alaska, and still considered a teammate whether or not he considered himself one—was overwhelming. It put a weight on her shoulders she wasn't sure she was strong enough to carry.

“Tikal...” she tried the page's name out for herself. She cleared her throat and looked at the girl while listening to Babylon, pleased that Tikal had handled herself alright. Ganymede knew from experience how frightening one's first battle could be.

Hell, they never stopped being frightening.

“Well, she had some of the best help there is, that's for sure,” she said. Then, “No, she's not my first. Got myself a purified one not long after I went Princess. Uh... not that... they're really mine. I mean, they are, but... I'll be honest, I don't know how this is supposed to work.”

She bestowed upon Tikal a smile she hoped looked comforting. “I guess we're both a little new at this. That's alright,” she decided. “We'll figure it out together.”

Tikal just ducked her head and nodded softly at the words spoken to her. She tried to keep up with the conversation as best she could and then looked a little relieved when this whole thing seemed to be going in a completely non fighting sort of way. Fighting wasn't great, if she were completely honest with herself. There were many other things she'd like to be doing with her time than party and.. protecting a princess who seemed oddly just as surprised she was a princess.

"Thank you, ah.. Babylon? For.. helping me. I guess." Welp, that was the most awkward way Tikal could have said thank you. Random pauses, her voice small and almost squeaky and then she rubbed her face. Maybe she was just tired?

Her face turned toward Gaymede once more before giving a helpless sort of smile. "I guess I'm yours."