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Kallichore tilted her head, wondering if perhaps she and Scylla had entirely too much in common. "...no, I wouldn't offer it if it would corrupt you. I toed that line myself, more times than I'd like to admit. Wolframite could attest to that." With a sigh and subsequent shrug, brown eyes drifted to the floor. That time was both many years ago, and... more recently. She'd given up the possibility of relief at the time, and still toyed with the idea of corrupting simply to forget everything she'd seen. To live again under a new name, a new moniker, lacking the memories that kept sleep from her.

She couldn't leave them, though. She couldn't leave her father and brother behind, possibly to hunt them again through some sick and twisted sense of deja vu.

With another sigh, Kallichore rolled her eyes at herself. Such reminiscing.

"When we leave here, I'll bring you some of the water, and I will stay with you as you dream. The nightmares it conjures..." She looked down to her folded hands, silent for a few moments. No, she believed in Scylla. Scylla, with the strength and predatory fury her sphere represented, would not succumb so easily. She had not succumbed yet. "...we've faced worse. I've no doubt they would be mere annoyances for you."

She chuckled then, quietly, shoulders and belt accouterments shaking. It was then that her laughter was cut short, the walls of the prison folding in on themselves like origami. A deafening roar of pure noise filled the cell, blowing their hair and fuku with the force of high winds. Air was forcibly pulled from the stark white room and with it, the two senshi. Where they were taken was anyone's guess - thick darkness awaiting them on the other side.