He was already gone, but she remained on the rooftop, looking down to the street level.

"...I'll do what I want, jack*a**..." She was willing to admit she was a hypocrite, but he clearly had the blinders on and couldn't see himself as one.

Holding out her hand, she gazed on the dimly lit starseed. It had no place to call home, a grim fate for a starseed. Despite how quick the death had been for the host body, the starseed would die slowly.

With a sigh, the eternal senshi finally went on her way, apparently having a new task in mind. Everyone deserved a proper burial. Even the starseed of an assumed jack*ss.