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"Sylvi always struck me as being impulsive, but never cruel. Sometimes I feel like we knew two different people, me n you." he could blame the times, her youth, the lack of understanding from an Agents point of view versus a Senshi's. From the way things'd been in the Negaverse back then, compared to how they were now.

N somehow, Cyb's hadn't known? Interesting. Made him wonder if there were other ways outta their little cells than the actions of insiders.

"And now? She'll never corrupt anyone again, will she. If she doesn't know you...or me...if she doesn't even remember a single bit of what happened before." even if she retained all of her core traits, those little mannerism's that made him love her, effortlessly, easily. Would it be the same without the experiences that'd built those feelings?

He let her cough, dusted his hands clean of sugary granules, felt the gradual slip of time between his arrival, and her reluctance to give. Cybele would've rather died than involved anyone else, every bit of her resolve was crystal clear. N he wasn't about to start peeling feet to get answers that mattered more to those above him. If they found a body and pointed in a direction? He knew sure as hellfire that he'd go, no questions asked, no long pause....

"Worst part of this is, when the brunt of it all comes bearing down on her. She won't even know why." and if he hadn't seen the failing of Gany's people firsthand? How large of an army would she need? To keep at bay the wrath of their newest General King.

He hoped he got to her first. If there was going to be any sort of end? For her, it should've been full of gentleness. Her past had to yield some sort of bearing, in spite of her last actions as a General proper.

"S'there anything else you need from me fore I bounce out?" elbows on thighs n blithe goodbyes. He had a few things to ask his boy...

The truth of her words, stung like a shotgun fulluv salt. She was right, he knew, and whatever kindness Sylvi'd lobbed Cyb's way in the beginning; how mute n hollow that must've felt considering everything they both went through....considering everything that happened after?

Sylvite'd changed though, and in the most decisive of ways. "I know....I think if she'd known that, back then? Well..." he could only shrug, because there was no way of knowing if that would've made anything different. All the knowledge in the world didn't stand in the way of want; of right, wrong, other.

When faced against the power of will? What could one really do. Hope, wait, take revenge. Get reborn and do it all over again -- differently.

"You two...and Nembus...Lysi too, I suspect. Yer' all sorts of extra strong, n I covet that s**t, just, maybe in all the wrong ways?" selfish, and greedy, however benign n full of smiles his intentions were. "Still! I wish, sincerely, that it didn't have to be 'this'. Everyone on opposite ends when there's an easy middle --- or that you woulda given my boy whatever he'd asked for; before." her feet got a look, his features a wicked little smile. In spite of all his wishing he was well aware of the irony; cause it wasn't as though he wouldn't've done the same damn thing.

If for entirely different reasons.

His stare settled overlong and complex, the time he took to clean up, purposefully slow. Cause he wanted to have his fill of looks. He wanted to be able to tell people he ran into after --- an entirely different story than what he suspected the reality of her end would be. Wanted to remember those vibrantly eternal wings as white n free - instead of chained to rail n pole like some hind in a beartrap.

He nodded when she asked for nothing, knowing full well there was nothing of substance he could give her that she needed. All the things she could've asked; and wouldn't, because of what it'd give away.

"See ya in the next life, Cybele...."

It'd been an honor - a pleasure - ********, but he wanted just one more fight!

Things he didn't say; instead spent his energy to get himself gone before he did something indefensibly stupid.