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Ears, semi-functioning eyesight, and a good grasp on energy signatures all drew Paracelsian's attention to the senshi skipping around below him in the alleyways. He made his way across a few rooftops to approach her and decided to watch her for a few moments. She was not being careful in the least, which led the Captain to conclude that she was probably a very fresh senshi or an excessively blithe spirit. Or maybe just not very bright.

He wondered if she even noticed his decent-sized dark aura. He hadn't been too far away when he noticed her coming, so if she knew he was there, she wasn't doing anything about it, not even properly retreating. He felt bad for this woefully unprepared senshi, so he thought he'd give her a head start of sorts. "Excuse me," he called out, as though she was in his way. She kind of was.

The series of gestures this senshi went through befuddled Paracelsian further. It was almost as if she didn't know where he was. Did she have a functioning aura sense at all? What came out of her mouth flummoxed him to the point of near speechlessness. "I... guess so?" he said at last. How old was this senshi? How did she not know that a dark aura and a dark uniform were bad news and not a joke? Unless her opening was just trying to smooth things over for an easy escape. People could be deceptive.

Shaking his head and deciding that this situation merited further investigation, he leapt off the rooftop to land close to the senshi, though not on top of her. Jumping on top of enemies like this was some kind of platformer game was someone else's weird tactic. "You, there. Senshi," he said upon landing. "Just from this slice of what I've seen, I am concerned. You couldn't find me, you barely showed any reaction when did find me, and you seem to have very little awareness of what a Negaverse agent can do. Many other agents would have sniped you and ripped out your starseed already."

Why was he giving her this lecture? Probably because this kind of behavior was indeed concerning. Negaverse doctrine held that he should really just pick her off or drain her dry of energy already, but he wanted to at least give her a chance. She might be amenable to donating energy, which would be a decent price for the warning, he thought. "For clarification's sake, in case you really don't understand: your starseed is your soul. Once that's out, you die. Your existence is deleted." The sharp language nearly made him shudder himself.

At some point during Adorea's speech, Paracelsian's mind became filled with an endless stream of what. There was this feeling that this senshi knew about the hazards but... didn't care? The casual handling of the warnings and shrugging off of what agents tried to do to her, and the sort of glib admission that she wasn't good at paying attention, along with the sudden reference to McDonald's, rolled together into one tremendous ball of wondering what this lady was on.

"Uh, I think i would have preferred... any reaction at all," Paracelsian murmured in response to that particular question. "Your detachment is... well, it's worrying. Maybe you don't have a stake in this war, and that might be all right. The least you can do, however, is be ready to protect yourself. If you can't do that, you'll face the consequences in a terrible way." Did he not want her to face those consequences? Maybe. He was going topsy-turvy over the bizarre reaction, or lack thereof.

He sighed and shook his head before continuing. "You have a good instinct if you're willing to understand people instead of attacking first. That's not entirely wrong. I can only hope that someday, you do actually find someone who's dolled up for McDonald's and just going about their business." That did sound a little like a nod towards his envisioned future, where maybe a senshi could pass an agent who was meeting some other agents for McDonald's without any problems.

"Speaking of business, I have a proposal for you," Paracelsian added as a segue. "I would like you to please donate some of your energy. My end of the deal is that I will stop when you start feeling uncomfortable, and if needed I will stay near you till you feel better." He didn't ask what she thought of it. She'd probably tell him.

"I suppose it is a reaction, if you turn your head and squint," Paracelsian muttered. She wasn't wrong, he decided. The mention of the "overlord parasite thing" only garnered a head shake from him. Where Adorea went after that, however, reversed the action into a nod. "Indeed. Not everyone jumped at the call and begged to be made an agent of Chaos. It's for those people that I... At least try to extend a hand of diplomacy." He nearly said that those people were who he fought for and nearly mentioned his dream of coexistence, but he stopped himself. "If the forces of Order understand that some of us are just trying to live the best we can the way we are, then I think that's a step in the right direction."

Paracelsian gave another nod when his deal was accepted. "All I have to do is keep one hand on you. The energy will flow out of you on my cue, and I'll collect it from there." His gaze flicked off to the side briefly. "You have my word that I will not harm you. I'll stay by you till you feel ready to move on. Just let me know if you start feeling off at all, and I'll stop right there."

"Strange though it may seem, I would prefer that as well." The insistence that people who didn't want to be in the Negaverse should just leave it made Paracelsian sigh despite trying to hold it back. "It really isn't that simple. People have ties that make the loss of their identity too much to bear for some. What about the agents who are parents or otherwise have people who depend on them? Having to leave that all behind could be catastrophic for others." He didn't want to think about that too much.

Seeing Adorea's warm smile made him smile back, just a little, though of course it wasn't visible behind his scarf. "I agree about not forcing people to do what they don't want to do. I think that goes both ways." Before the senshi could potentially argue about it, he gently put one hand on her shoulder and started draining. An orb of energy formed in his free hand, and his attention shifted from the orb to his donor in a methodical manner.

As he drained, he asked a simple question. "Would it be too much for me to ask you your name? I feel it would only be right if I knew who my donor was. I am Captain Paracelsian, if that helps at all."

Paracelsian merely gave a flat "Hm" in response to the counterpoint that the process of leaving the Negaverse could save the family from suffering. It was a concerning thought, and his mind kept going back to the theoretical possibility of someone with a child purifying out of the Negaverse and never being recognizable to that child again. Of course, that person would have to be selfish to purify without thinking about the consequences of that, but this was all just a very sad hypothetical anyway.

"Pleased to meet you, Adorea," he said upon the senshi's introduction. "Optimism... what a curious sphere. Care to tell me what it does?" The next sentence gave him pause and nearly made him stop the drain, however. "We do not pull out hearts." He sighed; that was an extremely literal interpretation of the question and he knew it. "I wish I had a better answer for you. Sometimes, it's... just the only way. Some senshi and knights go out of their way to be very dangerous." He winced as he flashed back to Bezel's lifeless face. Even in his ideal world, her fate may very well have been the same.

Shaking his head to shake the thoughts out, Paracelsian slowed the "tap" on his draining so to speak, and swiftly tucked the orb of energy away in subspace. "I think that will do it for now. Are you okay to go, or do you think you'll need to wait a moment?"

Paracelsian shook his head. There was no suitable way to counter the argument of destroying starseeds through consumption or otherwise, and he was unsure that he would be able to make any propositions towards altering the policy when the time came. He couldn't counter, so he didn't try.

The mention of how Adorea's sphere worked gave him something else to focus on. "Ah, so mental magic. It sounds very pleasant." It must have been nice to give people the power to endure, he thought.

When he released the senshi, he nodded in response to her thanks. "You're welcome. With some rest, you should be back on your feet soon enough. Speaking of which, I suppose I'll go turn this in and then get some rest myself. Thank you for making my work easier tonight." With that, he began walking off, relieved that tonight's interaction had gone off without a hitch.