Methone's arms draped over the ledge of the rooftop she was half napping on. One teal eye was peeked open, surveying the park scene in a half a** attempt to well...keep the city safe.

She was sure Castor would be disappointed by her lack of active solidering, since she was under his care, but sometime...Most of the time, she just liked to lay there.

Tonight it seemed though, would not be the case, as she saw the dart of youma shadow in the parks lights. The northern light senshi should've considered herself the perfect protector, with light versus dark. Instead as she slipped down from the rooftop and landing with a soft step, this task a bit troublesome.

"Hello here." She frowned as the youma latched onto a human who just happened to be there, "I don't think he likes your kisses little Youma." Methone gave a relaxed smile, moving her hand to push the youma off the human. "Hello Handsome."