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This was a foolish idea but it wasn't as though the Tiger senshi was known for her strategical genius or anything. The night had already been ridiculously crazy thus far and she knew that she was only going to make matters worse. Tonight she had witnessed members of the Dark Mirror Court and the Negaverse going at each other's throats and her allies caught in between. Some had taken the side of the Negaverse in hopes of ridding themselves of one less enemy, and the others fought to protect the court, despite being enemies themselves. It was definitely going to be a game changer, but for now, Tsui could only focus on the present.

And that meant getting this Dark Mirror senshi she picked up dropped off to a safe place. Others in her court may have shown some hesitation in assisting a Mirror senshi, and Tsui still couldn't quite believe she had done that, but what could she have done? She found her just curled into a ball and crying while the fight went on- it didn't matter if it was a Negaverse officer, senshi or Mirror senshi... someone like that simply wasn't meant for this war, and attacking them would have just been wrong. That's what Tsui told herself, as she waited for Remarque to arrive. Of all of the Mirror Senshi she knew, he was one of the few she'd trust, though she was certain that there'd be some tension lingering over from their last encounter.

'To think, I could have been one of them...' Tsui thought to herself, crossing her arms and looking around, trying to prepare herself for Remarque's arrival. Periodically she'd look over her shoulder and look at the senshi she carried out, seeing her sitting there, arms in her lap, quiet as a mouse, and she did her best to keep her annoyance to herself. Seriously, what was Remarque thinking, bringing someone like this into the war? 'Dodged a bullet there!'

That's when she felt the ping of an approaching Chaos aura, a very POWERFUL one, and she turned around to see Prince Remarque- Prince. Which meant that if he held any grudges over their last encounter, than Tsui would find herself in the bit of a pickle... but it was too late now. Tsui crossed her arms over her chest and replied immediately, little time to consider how harsh her words might have been or how rude she was appearing to royalty. "You're funny, thinking I'd do something like that. You know me- I don't really plan ahead. I just act on my instincts and hope for the best."

Sailor Canopus was a wreck. She wasn't sure when she had managed to stop crying, or when she had finally realized that the senshi that had carried her out wasn't going to hurt her. Tears still lingered on her face, even after Tsui had let her down, and Canopus followed after her, her mind in a daze. She had so many questions to ask but no one to ask- Tsui seemed to know nothing about this attack nor the state of affairs that her beloved Court was in, only that she felt she was doing the right thing in getting her out of there. Tsui, nor the other one, had attacked her and thus far the Eternal with the stripes seemed to be staying true to her word, but that hardly helped Canopus right now.

At least she hadn't lead her into another ambush, and she stuck around as she made the call to her Prince, so perhaps... it wasn't all too bad? Canopus kept her distance from Tsui and merely sat on the bench, arms over her knees and lost in thought as the other senshi paced. The longer she sat here, the more she began to calm down, and once she had calmed some, her mind wandered to the safety of her court, of her friends and family. Were they alright? Was Avior alright? What would her prince think of her?

How far in thought was she that he had arrived and addressed her, and only then did she look up at him. She wanted to smile, happy to see that he was alive and relatively unharmed, and yet, it didn't stick. She had no right to smile, not when Avior was still missing, not when so many others in her court had suffered. She cast her gaze downwards, waiting for the two to finish their business and hoping to find the courage to talk to him once they were finished.

Despite knowing what kind of hell Remarque and his kind had just survived, Tsui could not ignore the way his lip curled, as though he was annoyed that he found himself complimenting her. It had to be rough for him, she thought, and a better senshi wouldn't have allowed it to go to her head. Tsui wished she was that better senshi, but she couldn't stop the pride from swelling in her chest, though she tried her absolute best not to let that smug smile make it onto her face... she had avoided getting into a fight thus far and she wanted to keep that up for now. Remarque and this senshi had been through enough tonight.

"Not to much as honor as is it doing what's right, I guess," Tsui said, rolling her shoulders and trying to approach the whole thing with a sense of modesty. After all, this wasn't all about her. Remarque, Prince Remarque she had to remind herself, was grateful to her and that was probably a lot more powerful than the Tiger senshi could even realize right now. "Look, I know I'm brash and that you and I aren't on the best of terms, but I really think that our courts can exist within the same realm... I may not like you, or other members of your court, but I'm not going to call for blood when there doesn't need to be. I'm not sure what happened between you and your Nega buddies, but I just did what I felt was right. And none of that felt right."

Ugh, maybe she was more honorable than she realized? It was certainly possible. Tsui just liked to think that the right people go into her head... at least Pasiphae and Valhalla would be proud of her, even if she defended the likes of the Dark Mirror Court.

"Don't worry about them. They know I'm not a traitor or anything- I'm just not going to participate in mindless slaughter when I know there's better ways, or at least I suspect their is. I'm good at fighting, not to much diplomacy. Just figured there should be enough of you guys left so that our peacemakers can try, you know?" In all honesty, she was worried, not about what others thought of her actions, but what others might think of Europa's or Kallichore's. What she saw from her fellow senshi honestly frightened her, but she wasn't going to share that with Remarque... she didn't mind being on smooth terms with him but she didn't want him in her head again. More surprising then was his offer to return the favor, and that was something that Tsui could NOT even think to pass up on. what could one ask of the Dark Mirror Prince? "You don't have to do that, but I won't say no... however, if you can convince some of your more bloodthirsty court members to leave a certain Polaris squire alone, that'd be enough for me."

Keeping Sutai off the radar may have been the best favor she could ask, and Remarque was the only one she'd trust with that information. "I know you'd never hurt her, but I figured since you're the prince, you got some pull there. Can you do that for me?"

Tsui wasn’t sure why she was surprised that he would agree to such a thing-- of all the times she had encountered Remarque, he seemed to be honorable, or in the very least someone that wouldn’t blatantly send your head rolling the moment he laid eyes on you. Now, was he the type to stab someone in the back? Tsui didn’t suspect so… manipulate and puppeteer perhaps, but given his reaction to the turn of events, she didn’t think he’d be the type to go back on his word. So, for now, it was enough.

Even with that little quip, Tsui was visibly relaxed, placing a hand on her scarred hip and shaking her head. “No, you don’t, because I’m apparently trouble for you, and you don’t want more of that. Besides, I wouldn’t do well in your Court- I’m too selfish and I’ve grown too attached to the life I have here on this side. I can’t get you to leave your court, and you can’t get me to leave mine. So, let’s leave it at that.”

Which would mean that she’d still be a target to his court, an enemy, and that was alright with her. She’d rather they find a peaceful solution, but she wouldn’t hold it against them if they struck out at her, especially after the ordeal the lot of them just went through. She glanced back at the senshi she carried out and figured she had wasted enough of their time. “Yeah, sad but true. The same can be said for our side, but at least I know that the knights won’t turn on us. Or at least I hope they wouldn’t… anyway, I’m going to get out of here before things get more awkward and we start calling each other friends or something.”

Not that she would have minded. But she knew it wasn’t going to happen… and it wasn’t just an issue between the two of them. She backed away before turning around entirely, making her leave without another word though she made a point to wave at the senshi she carried out. At least she’d go to bed with a clear conscious...

By the time Canopus looked up, the Tiger senshi was gone, and now there was nothing that stood between her and her prince. She cast her eyes downward, knowing that tears were swelling and likely running down her cheek, but she could not control them, just as she could not control the events of the ambush. She was completely and utterly useless to her prince, to Avior and her court… how could Remarque even stand to look at her?

She wasn’t sure what kind of relationship existed between Remarque and the eternal that carried her out, but it sounded as though it ended on a bitter sweet note. Perhaps he had tried to win her over and she refused? It was hardly any of Canopus’ business, but even know, her mind wanted to pry into that topic, if only to avoid having to face her prince with failure.

But she had to face him. She had to. She pushed herself into a standing position now that they were alone, and she managed one… two steps, before breaking off into an all out run at him, and the minute he was within arm’s reach, she hugged onto his midsection. She tried to speak, but she could only sob incoherently, as she fell to her knees and buried her face into his garments. She knew he wouldn’t like his clothing to be ruined, but she simply could not stop herself.

“I’m… I’m so sorry!”

How pathetic was she that she couldn't even offer her thanks and gratitude to the senshi that carried her out! Canopus' mind shot to that but only for a brief moment before she was overwhelmed with tears again, and she was happy that Remarque had knelt down. This position was far more comfortable to her and it meant that he was closer to her and could protect her should any sudden danger arise. She wasn't sure what she expected from the Dark Mirror Prince. Anger? Sorrow? Kindness? She simply didn't know anymore...

"Of... of course I've done wrong..." She spoke between cries, pulling away from him long enough so that she could address him but unable to stop her tears, nor the sensation of fear and guilt that tightened its grip on her. "I was too scared to do anything... and Avior... Avior got hurt because of that! I was useless..."

The hand to her shoulder was comforting, but not as his embrace, and she hoped that he could not see the slightest blush that warmed her cheeks... now was not the time for that, she told herself. She understood the kindness in his approach, but she didn't understand his apology. What did he possibly have to apologize to her for? How could he have foreseen this betrayal? Unless he had suspected it and had said nothing, but that... that wasn't like Remarque at all! No one could have seen this betrayal coming, she told herself. "I'm fine... physically. They never touched me, thanks to Avior. But... he got hurt... is Avior alright? Have you seen him? Is... is he...?"

She tried to calm down, if only for Remarque's sake, but it was hard. She wasn't used to being the one comforted, but she tried her absolute best. The tears were still fresh in her eyes, but she had somehow managed to hold back the choking sobs and kept them from taking over again. No, all she had left where the hiccups, and she tried to wipe the tears away. Remarque's comforting words and reassurance were not lost on her in the least. "I'll... I'll try... I'm sorry. I'll do better..."

What brought her the most relief, though, was knowing that Avior was alive, and she had to stop herself from bursting out into tears again, even if they were tears of joy. She had to remain strong, and she left out a haggard sigh of relief, trying to sound confident and strong as Remarque had made a request from her. How could it not be her fault? Avior was hurt because he defended her and all she could do was curl into a ball and cry. It wasn't as though no one had seen this...

But she didn't argue with him. She simply had no strength to. She knew that once this had passed, she would understand and respect the wisdom of his words. She knew that eventually she'd come to terms with this, but now, it was simply too fresh, to sudden. She needed time to grieve, so for now, she'd give in to his request, with every intention to try and follow through with it. "I know... it's not, but... I'll try. He doesn't need that right now... he needs me to be strong, so.. I'll try and be strong."

When asked what her prince could possibly do to make up for this, she could only think of one thing. "Don't... send me away, no matter how weak, or useless, I might be. I know you wouldn't... you'd never do that, but... I'll find a use in our court somehow. I'll learn from this! I'll get better, I promise!"

She wanted to believe Remarque when he told her that she was strong, but she couldn't. She simply couldn't. If she was strong, she would have been able to defend herself, or protect Avior. Remarque said she was strong and she knew he wouldn't lie to her, but she just didn't see it in herself. At least not now...

However, she did take comfort in knowing that Remarque wouldn't expell her from the court, and paired with Avior's timely visit to the hospital, it was enough for now. It was enough for her to listen to him and absorb his encouraging words and not simply shut them away. He was right-- of course he was right, how could she be so foolish as to ever doubt him? Now if she could only stop crying... she'd feel a lot better about herself if she could just stop the tears, but they were relentless.

"I'll become stronger, then... I'll find my place in the court, I'll... figure something out. I don't want this to happen again, Remarque." The tears wouldn't stop, but she tried to wipe them away regardless. The first step in becoming stronger is not to break under pressure, she told herself, running the back of hand against her cheeks and trying to calm herself down. She wanted to smile, but it wouldn't stick for more than a second. "Thank you... you and Leto do so much for us and we appreciate all of it. I want to do you proud... and I want to do the whole court proud. It'll just... take some time. Thank you..."

She was ready to leave now. They had to check on Avior... she knew he'd be okay, but she was worried. That's just how she was...

Remarque was right, she told herself. She just needed some time to cultivate herself into the court, find her place... she wanted to think that there was time, and maybe there would be. How much time would it take? How much would she need? What if it wasn't enough? She struggled to stop this train of thought from taking over, knowing full well that once it started it would be impossible to stop again and that worrying would do her nor anyone any good right now.

The pat on the back was just as reassuring as his kind words, and though she appreciated the offer for food, she wasn't all that hungry. Still, would it be rude not to accept the offer? And what if she passed out from the lack of energy later? Once again, such troubling thoughts! Would they ever end?

"Ice cream... I sound like like a child, but ice cream would be nice." The thought made her chuckle, as she pushed herself back to her feet, surprised she was even capable of standing. She took his hand without question, wiping away her tears with the other. "Please, I'd like to see him, just to make sure he's alright. I'll do my best to move forward... just promise not to leave me behind? Please?"