Welcome to Gaia! ::

Moé nodded ruefully.
"Yeah, Nostradamus wrote about it. Thousands of innocents died or were mutated for the sake of a power-show-off. Ugggh..."
She hugged him.
"Sir, I digress-- I dislike pointless violence, unless if it's for selfdefense. But I hold a grudge against those people for using me as a test object. Why I'm so resilient to pain is due to the wounds I bore from them."

Moé paused.
"Cirruleic said he'd help me with finding you if I complied. I was seven, I didn't know any better, and I value your life way above mine. He told me that you were form Earth--which I already knew-- but not the time period, or anything. He thought I didn't know which of the three worlds you were from, and he gave me five dollars, telling me to just forget about the suffering I had to endure and buy some snacks to make that final day's experiment-- injected anthrax and incurable retroviruses-- hurt less."

Moé shook her head.
"No. I recovered form it, and that repentance made me so thick-skinned. Besides, I was a lab rat for Jin earlier on in my life. I'm used to being on a stretcher, dissected. Though it's awfully intrusive. You're the only one to see me nude, though."
[[how... comforting?]]

Moé paused.
"Jin is capable of some weird form of devotion to that ghost, and to Patchouli, who he loves, also weirdly. Obviously that woman is at fault, since she deceived him, and he's probably hurt, since she's one of Jin's few allies. Midgard knows his plans. Earth knows his plans, somewhat. Even Ataraxia knows..."
She looked away.
"Cirruleic does seem capable of lust, but that doesn't count... so technically, though he's done less to the world, he's a worse person overall. That, and he gave me useless information and five dollars in return for my two-year service to him."

Moé shuddered.
"It's where the brain waves and thoughts emitted by dreams go. It's horrifyingly alien."
She looked up at him, and blushed shyly.
"...Sir, if it m-makes you feel better... what Cirruleic said, about me not having a future...those are lies, since I intended for my future to be with you. People may ask what are my wishes..."
She wrapped her arms around him.
"But they've already come true, Caleb."
[[D'aaaaw.]]

Moé paused.
"Well, I have other goals; I wish to knee Cirruleic in the face, I want to be able to play this one song right, and I want to be able to be a good student. But what matters to me the most is that you are happy, Sir."
Moé leaned up and nuzzled the beak of his mask, probably too weak-minded right now due to this revelation of her former friend, the combat, the smoke, and the bright Midgardian light that emanated form her mother riding a chariot across the sky* to phase.
[[*her mother is the Sun, basicallly.]]
She nearly fainted, but when her head had slid to his lower stomach, she jolted back up again, blushing intensely.
[[XD]]

Moé froze.
"Joy? I made you feel... joy...!"
Her arms wrapped around his waist [she was still exhausted], and she kissed his lower stomach, though she didn't phase.
[[XD]]