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Shortly after nursing his shin, while thinking that damn Gunn, Zephyr crossed the surroundings to... where was he? This carelessness wasn't like him, feeling unsettled by his unusual inattention when he was usually so observant. He should have asked one of the particular Zodiacs before wandering off -- but he was already pushing himself to the limit. He didn't know what he was supposed to do here. Interact with civilians? With the other senshi here, Zephyr's presence wasn't required.

He came to an abandoned room, his blue eyes looking back and forth before he dehenshined. He would resume his senshi persona later but for now, he needed to merely be himself. Zephyr was still battling between his identity although he would never deign to admit it. Was he Zephyr? Or was he Senri Cross?

He had only been to Zephyr and Flora as far as past worlds went.. He slowly trailed his finger upon the dusty walls having to acknowledge that others existed as well.

What exactly was happening?

Senri turned around at the mention of his name, his blue ponytail swinging in the wind. When he was greeted with the sight of the princess, the princess that Flora had adored, not to mention having fallen on him at the Elysion battle -- he felt his lips curve into a sardonic smile. Live? Not exactly. "I don't." He answered in response to her question.

"If you don't remember me, that would make sense, wouldn't it? Seeing as how I just arrived." He didn't need to tell her by Flora or with Gunn, seeing as how they had both disappeared.

He leaned against a wall, crossing his arms over his chest. "You don't remember me.." He trailed off, leaving her to think that they would put this topic aside. But he continued with, "But you do know me, don't you?" It was a first for another senshi to know his civilian idenity other than those he purpose revealed it to. Flora and Gunn for instance. But he didn't know Princess Chronos. He didn't sound particularly concerned but looks were deceiving.

He took a step, another step, and placed his hand on the painting behind Chronos. "So why don't we acquaint ourselves with each other?" He could analyze the suspects in his mind but if they were senshi, then it was no use to think about it. He already knew that he wouldn't come up with an answer.

Senri retreated, telling her that he would accept her answer.. for now. Although both were rather plausible answers, the latter answer much more probable. But the first answer was intriguing, to say the least.

"Seeing as how you've provided your identity," There was a light emphasis on identity, "I'll return the favor."

"I am not one of your civilians." Since Chronos seemed rather worried about it, Zephyr didn't see the need to prolong it. He wasn't in the habit of reassuring people but he could only imagine the toll that the events had taken on the princess. He continued in what should have been a proud tone but it was part dry humor and questioning..? "I'm what you would call a .. senshi?" He held up his black and blue henshin pen, smiling. He wasn't used to introducing himself as a senshi though.

"I'm Sailor Zephyr. Senshi of Wind." He bent down on one knee, one hand crossing his chest in a formal bow towards the Princess. He owed no allegiance to her but he did admire her for her fortitude in this crisis. There were few girls, especially those as young as Chronos, who wouldn't break down and end up crying. He was beginning to see why Flora served her, even if he wasn't particularly fond of serving others.

"In fact, Eve might have mentioned it."

"Zephyr, yes."

"Flora's Zephyr, yes."

"But I am not Flora's." There was a hint of an amused smile. Unfortunately, Senri didn't belong to any girl.

"It's nice to me-" He began for the sake of politeness but he abruptly stopped. "Serenade..?" Recognition flickered in his eyes but his face was completely blank. It was very odd for the normally reassured male.

The Serenade Soriano? Disbelief and shock ran through his mind. Senri had encountered her a few times in similar circles, including the piano, which would explain her earlier reference. Of course Flora never elaborated on her princess's name so there was no way for the model to connect her Serenade to the Serenade he knew. But he would have never taken her to be a senshi as well. Much less a princess, although she certainly had the mannerisms to do so.

"W-w-wait." He held out a staying hand, trying to comprehend this. Now it was Senri's turn to lean, while facing, against the wall, still trying to compose himself. Would he have to suspect everybody of being a senshi now? Or conversely, a negaverse? What sort of world was this? He had never thought the quiet girl next to him would be the same one fighting alongside of him.

He finally turned to face Chronos, a palm on his forehead feeling like a headache would be coming on, his hands raking through his bangs in dishevel. His head tilted up, his glance dropping downwards to stare at the royal senshi through his blue locks. He asked, partly in resignation, "Is there anybody else I should know about? Or anything else? Feel free to share."

"Understood." Senri, now restored to good humor, saluted the princess. "Do you mind if I call you princess in your current form?" Princess was more of the form of endearment, Senri feeling it was far too formal to call her Princess Chronos.

Speaking of Eve, Senri brought up a topic that concerned the both of them. "Judging from your reaction, presumably, Eve's told you about her past life memories." He could safetly assume that Chronos knew the entire story by now. It was clear that he didn't share the same horrified sentiments as the handmaiden did. Instead, judging from his relaxed posture, Senri didn't see it as a problem.

But he didn't seem to be taking it seriously either.

"What do you think?" He crossed his arms over his chest and sighed. He didn't necessarily hold the same view that Eve did. Their past lives did not determine their present lives. They were different people. Flora surely should have realized it as well. Eve was not Fleur.

"As expected of you, Serenade." Senri indulged in regarding Serenade as his friend than a princess. Senri had never asked, Serenade had never answered, but one had the unspoken feeling that Serenade knew the loss of someone or something precious to her. It wasn't a topic you could broach upon easily. it was only confirmed with Chrono's sad glance.

"Is that how it looks? Are we in love?" A wry smile touched his lips, closing his eyes. He couldn't help but feel that Zephyr in the past had failed Fleur. The fact alone that she had died was enough proof of that. Even if they were in love, what right did he have to stay with her now? But the sign of emotion disappeared as Senri looked up to grin at Chronos. "Sorry, I'm not really the type of guy to commit." One couldn't say much for Senri when he had a different girl in bed every week. Unlike Eve who had commitment issues, Senri simply enjoyed the variety.

"Besides, I'm not the one Flora needs."

"Eve is scared of promises." He wondered if he was betraying Eve's feelings by saying so.. but it was important for Chronos to realize why Senri wasn't the one. "She needs somebody to make promises. Someone who can show her that happy endings do exist."

"I'm more of a bad guy myself. Although it actually hurts to say that, " Perhaps not that much from Senri's easy expression. Insults rolled off him like water.

"You don't know me Serenade." Senri whispered softly. He wasn't like other senshi who fought to save others, who wanted to save others. He let people, strangers in his eyes, die having felt no remorse for their fate. To this day, he felt no regret for his past actions. But he wouldn't lie to Chronos or Flora if they chose to ask. He wouldn't pretend that he was something he was not.

Besides, Senri had never really liked the 'hero' title. But if they had a choice.. he would never let Chronos, Flora, or even Gunn to shoulder the burden of death. He was just callous enough to take on that heavy weight upon his own shoulders. He was the type of person who would accomplish his goals by any means necessary. Even if it meant the death of others.

Chronos didn't need to elaborate for Senri to understand her story. He now understood her advice, the reason behind her advice. "It's all right Chronos." He closed over her hand on his shoulder with his gloved ones, "I promise that it won't end that way."

He didn't offer any other consolation, knowing that some scars would never heal. Physical scars would eventually disappear but emotional scars would remain.

Letting go of her hand, he walked over the window overlooking the outpost, focusing his gaze on the sky of the surrounding. "I'm different." He turned around to grin at Chronos, leaning back with his elbows resting on the windowsill. It was a smile that one was never quite sure if it was sincere when it came to the model, "In every way possible." He was much too selfish, much too confident in himself. But Senri rather liked that part about himself.

"You can cry. I'll keep it a secret. If anybody comes in, you can simply blame me for making you cry." After all, it wasn't so far from the truth.

Senri tilted his head with a hint of an amused smile. "Feel free to lead the way princess."

"Then, would you mind explaining the situation afterwards?" Unfortunately, the distress call offered Zephyr little information about the current situation that the Zodiacs, and other senshi, faced.