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It was a quiet evening. There was a drastic lack of Chaos energies looming in the city, which made his patrol unusually relaxing. There was just something so conflicting about feeling at ease while seeking out the evils of the city.

When the opportunity arose to encounter someone, the Knight took up the chance. It was none who served the Negaverse, and it none under the title of the Dark Mirror. The aura did not feel similar to the knights, which left only one other possibility.

Approaching directly, the lad stopped upon the opposite building facing the young lady. From his spot, the young man lowered his upper body slightly for a bow.

"Good evening, Miss Mintaka. How are you this fair evening?"

The man tilted his head as he considered the lady's response. Her posture was not quite up to her typical confident standards. From his spot, he touched the edge of his cheek.

Politely, he replied "And I, you, Miss Mintaka."

However, instead of filling in the gap between the buildings, he kept himself at the distance, in case it was his presence that was disrupting her mood.

"Might I ask why the evening is difficult? Anything specific you would like to talk about? I may not have the answers, but I may be able to offer a willing set of ears to listen with."

Of all the things he might have expected to be bothering the senshi, "memories" of a future that could be was not necessarily on the list of things he would have guessed.

He placed his fingers over his lip as he considered how to respond. Eventually, he mentioned "I think such things would probably be called 'visions'... rather than memories... if only because it is something that is set in stone to happen. However, that is just semantics at this point."

He was not certain what to make of it, since he had no legitimate experience with a potential future. Was Mintaka having an episode? Or was he missing out on something important? There were many questions he could have asked, but it was not the time to ask.

"The future is never set in stone, Miss Mintaka. I always view it as something fragile in nature and ever changing and evolving. Even with these visions you mention, just being able to witness them... gives you an upper hand. The slightest change can alter the whole outcome."

With a smile, he added "Call me an optimist, but if you concentrate on creating good in the present, then you can create good in the future."

Perhaps they were mass hallucinations... was the first thought to come to mind, though Nysa did not allow himself to say such a thought aloud. The whole ordeal was intriguing in a nearly morbid way to him, though his features remained pleasantly neutral.

There was only a hint of reaction from the Knight when she spoke of Nysa's own fate woven in this odd future Mintaka had seen. He shifted his hand from his lip to his cheek.

"What you are speaking of right now, Miss Mintaka, is the first I am hearing of this ordeal."

Perhaps this situation was similar to that strange nightmare world he had witnessed when the coma epidemic had struck Destiny City. Not everyone had been affected, but those that were affected had encountered a whole population of individuals who had also been affected.

Nysa loyally stayed put upon the opposite building, but he eventually gestured towards the one which Mintaka occupied.

"If I may...?" he asked, glancing to the girl, briefly waiting for any hint of approval. Only once he saw some sort of confirmation did he fill the gap, hopping to the new building. His cape fluttered back elegantly as he landed.

Despite joining her upon the same building, he respectfully remained distanced.

"Every person has different experiences. In this magic-filled world, those experiences vary greatly now. Truth be told, a few years ago, I experienced something which many others did not. I will not go into specifics, but it was rather trying to remember something so vividly, then to speak to those you love and respect who could not relate. It shakes the foundation of your beliefs."

A couple stray hairs managed to whip out a bit as a gust of wind hit him, but in a cool manner, he used a gloved hand to brush the hairs back into the fold.

"I will not claim to understand what it is you have experienced, for that would be an outright lie. However, I am willing to listen to your grievances as best as I can. I am willing to lend you a willing ear that I was unable to get when I went through my own magical ordeal."

Another gentle breeze blew, gently rustling the white feather decorating his hair.

Politely he set his arms by his side and leaned forward for a partial bow. "I will keep that in mind, Miss Mintaka. Please, go ahead."

He stood himself up right once more and listened.

Some aspects of her explanation were outright disturbing. It was indeed a grim future if the Negaverse was in such control. However, the aspect of a senshi's status with the general public was not that much different from the present.

Once the girl's voice began to dwindle, Nysa mentioned "I am uncertain if it would be appropriate to congratulate you over the marriage and pregnancy, Miss Mintaka. Since as you have stated, it has happened, but it also has not happened."

His smile tugged itself up a bit on his cheek before he dulled it back to a more neutral smile. "So now it would seem as if you have the classic dilemma at your hands. Do you continue to live your life as you see fit, trying to pursue a good future as you believed before? Or do you purposely alter the way you move forward to purposely change the future? I do not envy the position you have been put in, Miss Mintaka, since both routes could potentially yield the results you desire, or the results you would dislike."

Subconsciously, a gloved hand lifted up to brush the feather adorning his hair. It was as if he was acknowledging the Odelian who was resting in the antique. His ancestor had told of how the species was a peaceful sort of bird that was native to his wonder.

Slipping his hand past the feather and bringing it back to his side again, the lad nodded his head to the senshi.

"Not all paths lead to violence or fighting, Miss Mintaka. Not all roles are meant to be that of a warrior. If you feel your strengths would be best utilized away from the battle field, then please do pursue that path."

He took a moment before he delicately reached up and removed the rose pin fastening the feather to his hair, holding it out for the senshi to look at.

"I will be honest, prior to joining this magical war plaguing the city, I was a pacifist. Though my own path now does involve a bit of conflict, I still hold pacifism as one of my core beliefs."

The hand opposite of one holding the hairpin stroked the white feather.

"This heirloom is a constant reminder to me that fighting is not the only option at any time." There was a pause. "However, that also does not mean that fighting is never an option either. One needs to weigh when fighting is or is not the proper option."