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Knight notes came always unexpected, but heart-tugged. The note read, little lantern recognized and not nearly so faded and worn away as the other stored away in his pocket notebook's built in folder. The captain traced fingers over the seal, considering how his day should need rearranged to make the appointed time- there was no way to send word back to confirm or beg later or earlier. Or raincheck. Best to show up.

So he did.

"Babylon of Mercury!" It was called back in greeting, ungloved hand raised in like greeting on approach at three-to-ten. It was sad that winter turned all the fountains silent by necessity. Titan wondered if the lights were still on the knight, and if they were, would they have reflected in the water of a fountain, fair at the dark of night? The circuit lines were easy to confirm, even if the rest wasn't. Babylon was still marked, though not sick still. "It has been a long while. Not since summer. "

The man's kindness and patience stood still in the mind, as well as the other small knight and her dog. Her name wasn't so forthcoming to memory, not reinforced with notes and hopes. Her face was, though, for the uniqueness of the whole occasion and the great war dog at her heel. "The sun has given you many kisses in the time. "

"Is it true? You ...found a way? Made a way?"

Titan had no discernable idea what a Galapagos was. Or a biodiversity. Surely this must be amazing, complex, high-powered brain things that happened in a rare and exotic location- like 'Oxford', 'Bogota', and 'Lima'. He gave a slow nod, mouth shifting in an uncertain sort of smile that projected all the things he had absolutely no clue about and was very sorry about that. "I'm sure it was very important. I hope you completed what you needed to."

Again, the captain failed any sort of specOps sobriety tests, not having wherewithal to commit to memory or as important the fact that over the last six month the number of passports marked for going out from Destiny City International to the Galapagos was miniscule in comparison to whole metropolitan population. The brainier side of narrowing down the hunt for captures was just never going to be in his purview. The word 'girlfriend', however, was something to a Common Man's interests in the lives of friends in or out of wars- no particular espionage involved. He has a beloved?!

"I did not know you were in love? Is this also new?" His grey eyes sparkled, bottom lids pushed up with a wide smile. The flush was assumed to accompany the admission and in thoughts of the unknown paramour more than anything Titan himself had said or implied with it. Predictably, the knight tried to bring the subject off his paramour, and Titan let it go amiably. Promises of friendship were one thing, but they were still on opposite sides of a war. He didn't want to cause Babylon discomfort with too many questions a regular friend could ask with impunity- such as to meet such a person, if they were in the war at all as well, if they knew he was Babylon as well as some person that studied Very Impressive Things at Strange, Exotic Places.

Then came the mention of a dream- no, the future vision(s). Titan's smiles peeled away with each passing second like sloughed layers. Worn, the soldier remained in stripped pales and blacks, metals, the skull no longer overshadowed by projected happiness of a friend lost and found anew. "I have had many dreams of that sort. Maybe visions. They haven't stopped. It is not every night now, but each time it is something different. "

"You have had one only?"

Babylon was as rare a treat in those dreams- a far off man as might as well be a country. He was like Kairatos, full come to glory. What ever have I had to offer such knights. Even that man born of me had little to nothing, no more of worth than his hands and hopes. Babylon had his own of that. Do I remember a lady? Did I see a child in those visions? It was hard to figure against the other children trundled about the camp. Nærøyfjord had enjoyed, on rare days off of rotation, asking the parents of the camps to watch their children for the day. He'd had none of his own, and none from Lord or Lady to dote on, whatever the private hopes that ran waters of thoughts on Themiscyra's and Hvergelmir's private times spent with Kairatos. Would it be with this girlfriend unknown that Babylon would find time for such trials?

Titan pushed the wants of hearth-full and lively at service to lords in long houses aside. For all it matters, I am a knight of the Earth now. The carvings on the lower reaches are clear. The symbols of the Rift are those of the Earth itself. We serve the Throne of Earth, and She who sits it. "I know what you mean, in the way of the visions. I have seen him, and his livery in reflections of the buildings he passed on missions. How it differs from my own. It was the Earth's symbol he wore."

"How does it work? Do ...I need to do something to let it read me?"

He waited. Watched the little thing with initial interest that waned to uncertainty. Confusion came next, which left him glad that Babylon had a quick answer in the same meeting and moment for a work around. It even sounded a lot more reasonable of a fix than 'put your shirt over it and blow into it' or 'shake it around a little'.

"I would be honored, " Titan accompanied the words with an incline-like bow of his head. "I have been to some worlds. I would like to see your lands, even if its only short. "