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Virgo knew where she was.

Well, okay, she didn't know the street or the part of Destiny City. She did know that she was with Atlas, who appeared to be totally awesome, and that she was safe. Safe as you could be, anyway, which was very safe indeed as she was currently the recipient of a piggyback ride. Now, normally, Virgo and piggyback rides were like bees and flowers. Whales and krill. Flowers and sunshine. Hot chocolate and hugs. Point was, she really really liked piggyback rides, in senshi form and out of it.

This was not a normal situation. That was why Virgo was chanting "Put me down put me down put me down," hands clenched tightly. She felt nauseous--the blood, not from the jerkiness of the ride, because Atlas was actually pretty good at giving piggyback rides. Explaining that, though, would take time and air she didn't have. Throwing up on the senshi who had saved her--and the kittens riding on their shoulders--would be incredibly, incredibly rude. Bleeding on him was rude, too, but she was trying not to think about that.

With Virgo, this was like trying not to talk about an elephant in the middle of her dorm room.

"Please put me down," she said.

Grayson was on his way home. To be more appropriate, Leo was on his way home, as he was still fully henshined, but he was already thinking in terms of getting in the shower, getting ready for bed, going to sleep. The night had been uneventful for him, no sightings of youma or officers of the Negaverse, and so he wasn't expecting much as he strode along the sidewalk. No one was milling about, or they certainly would have been surprised to see such a flashily dressed young man walking around in the middle of the night. Leo was as relieved as he was disappointed; while he didn't want to fight, really, he was also ashamed of himself for the thought.

He was part of the Zodiac Guard. He had a duty and a responsibility. Even though things went terribly wrong sometimes, and the guilt of them was like a constant weight on his heart, he had to keep trying.

So he kept going out. He ought to go out with a partner, someone who was better at patrolling and fighting, but he hadn't asked yet. Maybe he would ask Taurus. They were friends, and they'd work together well, he thought.

He rounded the corner, fingertips brushing his chin, when his gaze fell on two figures. One was familiar to him, enough so that he immediately stopped, the ribbons of his bow swinging forward with the halt in his momentum.

"Virgo?" There was surprise and concern in his voice, and he immediately hurried over, expression unreadable behind his mask. He knelt, giving the other senshi a brief look, before placing his hand between her shoulders, leaning in as well.

They looked like a trio of football players going in for a huddle, almost, except one of them was a slender, pretty girl. Who was injured.

"What happened?" His voice was calm, as it always was, but this question was for the male senshi.

Atlas had knelt down next to Virgo and had hesitantly kept a hand on her shoulder in some attempt at being comforting. Part of him really just wanted to pull her in, be more comforting than a couple of lame pats on the back, but... he barely knew her, and he'd already invaded her personal space enough for one evening. So he begrudgingly resigned himself to the couple of lame pats on the back, anxiously chewing on his lip.

At least both of the hands together made sort of a makeshift chair-back Virgo could lean against if she wanted to.

Leo's voice was calm, but still startling to be heard so suddenly and so close -- Atlas jerked a bit, then looked up to see... well. This very well might have been the 'shiny' person Virgo had mentioned she'd been looking for earlier. His fuku was certainly something. And shiny. His violet eyes had a way of standing out against all of that white and gold.

"W-w-we just g-got here a c... c-couple of m-m-minutes ago," he mumbled, by means of explanation. "S-someone from the N-nuh-n-negaverse s-saw us right after I ran into her, and..."

Virgo wanted to reassure her brother, say something about it only being her hand and she'd only scraped her shoulder a little bit, but she was worried that if she opened her mouth she really would vomit. Should she drop her henshin? She wouldn't have to deal with the blood all over her fuku. (The bleeding had almost stopped; it was barely even a trickle anymore.)

Rational thought was a little bit beyond her, though. She just wanted to stay right here on the very cool and very solid ground. Yep, right here--"No," said Virgo, "No no no--let me stay--" but she stood up anyway; she was shaking like a leaf, but Leo seemed pretty indomitable at that point in time, so she gave up and buried her face in his jacket. Her fuku was clinging to her by virtue of her blood. She was going to be sick, she was sure of it.

By some miracle, she wasn't.

"'m okay," she said, "s'just my hand." Pause. "Atlas... you're okay?" She looked away from her contemplation of one of Leo's buttons for a moment to offer the brunet senshi a sickly-looking smile. "Thanks," she added, closing her eyes and resting her head on Leo's chest again.

What a mess he had on his hands.

Virgo tucked firmly against him, he glanced around, seeing no signs of danger. Well, that wasn't likely to last if they all remained gathered, blood all over two out of three of them. Decision made, he touched a hand to Atlas' elbow, hoping not to startle him too much with the contact. The poor boy looked like he would shatter at the slightest provocation.

"Come on, let's find somewhere safe." He began to walk, making certain to support his sister as he went, and gave Atlas a serious but not unkind look. "It's all right. You're here, she's here, and everything will be all right."

Though it was highly hypocritical of him, he added, "There's no point in blaming yourself. Just be thankful that you are both able to walk away." Mostly.

It was a good thing neither Virgo nor Atlas were aware of how he'd broken down after his fight with Uranophane, how he'd sat for hours on a cold street corner and cried until he had nothing left in him. It was good that Sagittarius wasn't present to remind him of his weakness, to inform the two of them that he was merely a hypocrite in brightly colored clothing.

Because that wasn't what they needed just then. They needed someone to get them to safety, out of the open, and take care of them. He could manage that, probably.

Atlas was still stammering out apologies even as Leo approached him and touched his elbow; he sounded like a broken record that was skipping terribly at the start of each word. If either he or Virgo had been in a state to talk more clearly about the incident it was very likely they would have never stopped talking, each insisting without end that the blame belonged on themselves and not the other.

"I'm sorry," he said, for the hundredth time. "I-I-I should have done something s-sooner."

But he hadn't, and no amount of apologizing could bury that fact, no matter how hard he tried to erase his feelings of guilt and worthlessness by keeping on with it. After a while he stiltedly trailed off, clenched his jaw and quietly followed Leo, the lack of speech ending up not much better than allowing strings of useless words to tumble out of his mouth.

She blinked, slowly, looking around. Yeah, Virgo knew where she was now; this was the way they walked to the grocery store. She liked the grocery store, it was clean and well-lit and they only chopped meat in the back. It was a good store--

--why was she thinking about a grocery store?--

--Virgo tuned back in to look back up at her brother. She wanted to wear his hat really bad on it.

"J-just my hand," she explained. "A-and I used my powers, so. I hit my head."

She lightly tapped the back of her head, fitting actions to word. Light biff of impact, really, she was a wimp, but she still winced a little. "Mmokay," said Virgo, "Atlas, you're okay?"

It seemed like she was not going to say anything else until she got a response.

Once they were illuminated by light, Leo could survey his sister more closely and see for himself if her injuries were more severe than she was saying. He didn't like to see her hurt at all, but he understood that she was a senshi just the same as he was, and sometimes it would happen. He'd rather he was always there to protect her, but considering her ability was what it was... that was a futile wish. If he was determined to make certain she didn't get hurt, she was just as determined to take the pain away from those she cared for, and so it fed into a vicious cycle.

He was reckless with his body in battle even if he wasn't reckless with his mind, and it would only cost Virgo more if she fought alongside him. He clearly wasn't the best one to defend her, but she couldn't go out alone.

"You're coming home with me," he said to Virgo, and though Leo rarely told anyone what to do, he considered the circumstances appropriate. She was badly shaken, hurt -- he couldn't just take her back to Crystal Academy and dump her there knowing that. To soften the words, he stroked a hand down her hair, smiled a little bit.

Then he glanced to Atlas, and the smile fell a bit. "It's good that you're all right as well. It isn't your fault," he added, tone still soft, but firm. "Virgo used her powers because she wanted to, and you should be grateful she did and not blame yourself. She doesn't want you to feel guilty, do you, Virgo?"

He looked to his sister again, and the smile was back, albeit tight around the edges. "Though I do wish.." but that was useless.

Wishing her powers were different was useless. He would just have to take care of her the best he could.