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It was the cool evenings that Subra loved best during the summer. They reminded her of past life memories, of her slowly rebuilding world, of happier times. And they made being henshined more comfortable. The furs and heavy fabrics of her fuku, while suited perfectly for her oft snow-covered world, weren't so well suited for a Destiny City summer. Even out in the forest.

The senshi was outside her tent, back to a thick tree trunk as she carefully worked on mending a pair of pants. They weren't hers, but she didn't care about that. They belonged to someone who needed to look after themselves better, and she did what she could to make sure he could focus on ceasing his dumbassery sooner. She loved Daniel dearly, but he was thick-headed, stubborn, and just...he really did not do feelings very well. Despite her best efforts.

Massalia had missed their last meeting. Massalia never missed their meetings, even if he was spending time with Subra. In Almary's mind, this meant only one thing: something terrible had happened. What, the blue-haired teen didn't know, but it must have been bad.

And if it was, Subra would know.

To that end, he approached the senshi of the lynx's camp carefully, stopping within hearing distance to make a series of knocks against a tree in a predetermined - but often changed - pattern. It was a way for her to know that it was him, rather than an Order associate. It would give her a little time to clear away anyone Dark Moon hostile, if they were visiting, and would let him approach in relative safety.

The caution in this approach was thrown aside, however, when he heard what sounded like Massalia himself. Moving forward at a light jog, Almary entered the campsite and took in the scene.

"...What happened?" He asked, looking between the two, but focusing on Subra - she would be able to give him a more coherent explanation than Massalia could, judging by his appearance at the moment. "You missed the meeting, Massy."

Massalia choked back a sob, and reached for Almary, holding Subra to him tightly. He wasn't gonna cry. He wasn't! He wouldn't let himself!... But the hurt was still there and real and fresh, and h whimpered weakly, immediatyely hating it.

"Rosario s...saw me kiss A...Almary." Massalia waited for Subra to lash out, cringing febly. But really, he expected the retaliation, the young Eternal breaking slowly inside and he gave Almary a look to assure him he didn't regret kissing him... But he worried about what people would say. He wanted them both with him.

He always did. He lost too many friends already.

Rosario...ooooooh. Subra nuzzled Massalia, then reached for Almary. "About damn time, you two. But your mother shouldn't have..." She shook her head. "People are free to love who they love. Gender and religion and ethnicity shouldn't matter. And Almary? You staying away would hurt us more. You matter to us. A lot." She sighed. "Puppy, you know my tent is always open to you. Same to you, Almary. You're the only ones who always know where I am."