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Esquiline squeaked and pressed her hand to her mouth, eyes wide. She was a puppet! After the room went quiet again, she carefully peeled her fingers from her lips, looking down at her nose as if to double check that she wasn't about to spout off randomly.

"Maybe whatever is residing here wants us to fix this place back up." she said with a nod in Camelot's direction, agreeing with the older Knight. Her hands wrapped around themselves, twisting and turning. "Though how we are to do that, I haven't the faintest." There didn't seem to be any tools laying around, or materials to fix the... nonexistent ceiling.

"Or maybe" she went on to say, words swirling around in her head. "Maybe we are all supposed to be here to make a team. Like the senshi have. Maybe they have had a similar experience that brought them into teams."

Esquiline quieted down, dropping her eyes while gazing through her lashes. She dearly wished that she knew more about being a Knight.

Eliza's eyes went from person to person as they spoke, her curiosity growing with each statement given. She still wasn't entirely sure what all this meant, but she did know one thing. If they had a foundation laid then they could definitely build upon it.

She looked to Celsus as he spoke with a smile, she gave a quick nod at the words. "I don't mind if it is really difficult. If it will give us greater strength than I am willing to try. You can't get anywhere if you don't try."

She sat back and quieted once more waiting to see what else would be revealed. It was extremely intriguing, her curiosity only grew more as time ticked by.

Finn listened, but elected to keep his mouth shut from here on in. He thought he'd been right on the money talking about past lives and wonders, but the dismissive reception had shown him that no one gave nearly as much of a ******** about what their ancestral territories could teach them as he did.

He had his own suspicions about the words that were emerging from their mouths unbidden, but bringing them up he felt would just get them sassed at. The semi-condescension Finn's own lips had uttered towards Camelot certainly didn't reflect any of his own feelings towards the older knight (he still recalled their first meeting and bore him nothing but respect) - but he could think of someone who would have been dismissive of the man's nobility.

Finn's opinion was that everything here was pushing them towards needing to know more about their history. But he'd already brought that up and gotten sassed at by the white-haired pretty boy across the table from him, and that made him less than enthusiastic to try saying so again.

Instead, he stared dully at Shalott while she appealed to the room for answers. That might help, he thought, since the location already seemed so keen on speaking for them - but then, he'd be jealous if there were any ancestors who were more forthcoming than his own. Practically everything Finn knew about the knights of Babylon he'd had to force out of Menachem a sentence at a time.

However, it was her complaint that they had no way of knowing about the past that made the squire finally sit back up in his chair. "With risk of sounding like a broken record," said the boy, picking up as soon as Shalott trailed off, "The past isn't completely sealed off from us. You say your oath, you go to your wonder, you see things. Maybe learn something useful. I mean, I still don't know how this all started, but I'm sure I'm a lot closer to finding out than those of you who haven't even bothered to go."

Honestly, the more people indicated that they'd never gone or just didn't give a ********, the more worried he got.

Ryugu-jo sat in his seat, a little dazed. The stirring in him to speak words that were not his own left a curious feeling and Ryugu wasn't ready to come out of it yet, even if it had vanished and left moments ago. The same broad grin was left on his face, crossing his arms behind his head. So this place was built for the knights .. ideals and missions. Hm.

This discussion .. Ryugu had tried to ignore it but their words bouncing across each other on the table ..

"They asked us if we wanted to rebuild it anew, right? Your past is only truth and lies if you take it to be. This whole wonder thing you're stuck on, it's only bits and pieces. Not that it's not important or relevant but if these higher guys up there somewhere are saying we're missing pieces, it might be safe to say that the wonders isn't one of those missing pieces."

Ryugu didn't exactly react well to Finn's implications either. Throwing it out there, at everyone, like that wasn't the best way to go.

"Haven't bothered? Well, have you considered that you know, time constraints or lack of knowledge might be part of this whole new knight thing? Oh yeah, people just haven't bothered because you know, it's not half their life they never knew they had. Sweet, being a little ahead of the game means that you're a mile ahead, right?"

"Camelot," he corrected Shalott, quietly so as not to attract the attention of other who hadn't noticed the name slip. But... he was not impressed by her suddenly holier-than-thou attitude towards their confusing situation, and not at all happy about how she was blurting out Tony's civilian identity to everyone else there. While Valhalla was typically more than happy to offer his own identity to others, he found it extremely rude to just throw identities around without the other's permission. Yes, they were all knights, but he had a feeling he didn't want a couple of his 'allies' knowing anything about the other half of his life.

She obviously knew Tony, but that didn't mean it was appropriate for her to let everyone know that Camelot was really Tony, whether or not they knew exactly who Tony was. A name was enough to be dangerous, in his opinion. Chris wouldn't have wanted anyone, even his friends and allies, throwing around his own name. He'd rather make the choice to reveal himself on his own.
(Nevermind.)

Valhalla was frowning, but it was more passive than hostile. He didn't want this to get out of hand more than it already was, so he spoke as neutral sided as possible.

"And back off Babylon, please," he asked both Shalott and Ryugu-jo, trying to ignore the fact that an actual defense of the squire in question was coming from his mouth, when only a few months ago he'd punched the kid in the face for no reason other than because he felt like it. "He's just trying to help. Obviously not everyone here even knows about their Wonders. Some barely even know what it is like to be a knight," he said, gesturing to Mont Blonc with a small nod. He understood how it was like to be new and not know what was going on, but this was starting to get ridiculous.

"And of course we all want peace," he repeated, since the first couple of times the others had said their desires for the future hadn't really sunk in with others, which was why everyone was just repeating themselves while they waited for these spirits or whatever to speak through them some more.

"We're all new... Senshi have been around for a few years already, but we only started showing up early last year," he said, remembering a couple conversations both with Sailor Maia and Zia... or Zirconia... whoever had been talking at the time...

Valhalla blinked in surprise when one of the Chronos knights stood to her feet to start scolding them all on how they were behaving (as if she was one to talk... she looked like she was one of the younger ones there).

The squire of Jupiter slowly raised a hand to his face to rub at his temples. Maybe he was just... invisible... Or perhaps he mumbled? Either way, this was going to be a long night...

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"Huh," Sessrumnir let out a breath, still attempting to get comfortable while leaning on the table. "Let's see a show of hands; who knows how to debate properly without feeling the need to throw in petty insults and make pointless analogies...?" he asked out loud, amused by the over-dramatization, although he doubted there to be any response. While all this nagging and jumping at each other was entertaining, it certainly wasn't resulting in any kind of useful answers or agreements.

"Sit down," he suggested to Mary, lifting a hand to make a half-hearted motion as if to dismiss her. "Babylon's a big boy. He can take care of himself," he said with a shrug, glancing first to the page of Chronos, before turning his head towards his fellow Jupiter knight. There really was no need for fussing at Babylon, just as he saw no reason to fuss at everyone else for voicing their opinions.

"That being said. It's a little difficult to figure out what to do when most of us are having, uh, other people talk through us," he said, shifting in his chair to sit back up. His hands were placed in front of him on the table, fingers laced together in what he would consider his 'professor' mode. Although, teaching high school hardly made him qualified to be a professor. "You may fancy yourself a bold, demanding risk taker, young lady, but that's not going to promote teamwork and equality among us knights, and I highly doubt it'll inspire these voices to continue saying strange things when we're all talking. So take a seat, because if you hadn't noticed," he said with a cheerful grin towards Mary, "The strange voices didn't start until we were all seated. You might be breaking the flow and we'll be stuck here forever." Which would suck, because he had to teach a class in the morning.

"Similes are comparisons using 'like' or 'as', so what you were referring to would have been a metaphor, which is also a comparison but more of a symbolic representation," he explained with a grin towards Mont Blonc. He told himself that it was the teacher in him that felt the need to make sure the younger generation understood the things that confused them.

Lian had opted to stay quiet for the majority of the discussion, even when some of the participants appeared to be possessed by spirits of some sort. Instead, he leaned forward, elbows on the table and his fingers folded together. Someone at the table mentioned something about ‘Wonders,’ causing the man to turn his attention to him despite the silent confusion that swam in his eyes. Wonders? He had never realized such a thing existed, but the myths had said that Aeolia was the name of a floating castle. That certainly seemed like a Wonder. However, he still couldn’t see the merit in visiting a Wonder. So what if Lian ended up being a descendant too? Whoop-dee-doo.

Sighing, he closed his eyes and rubbed his temple as the discussion gradually turned into bickering. Nothing useful was being done. People had offered ideas and opinions, sure, but that seemed to be it. He nodded at Mary. “I agree. How about we take a vote on what to do next? I would like to know about this place and these “lesson” they’ve learned.” Lian offhandedly waved toward the room. “Place of knights, was it?”