Rainier sensed the aura of a Knight before she ever laid eyes on them. While she was aware that many Knights were active, especially after witnessing the sheer number that answered Asmodues’ call to help defend her world against the automatons, she knew none by name. It was a shame, really. There had been moments she wished for guidance, but most of her powered acquaintances were Senshi, who relied upon phones rather than Signet Rings for communication.
Her pulse quickened when the Knight approached with haste, her muscles tensing instinctively. Instincts told her to assume the worse; that they were being pursued. Yet, when no Chaos energy followed in their wake, she allowed herself to relax. That is, until they called her name.
Confusion flickered across her face, her head tilting slightly, brows drawn together.
The only Knight of Mercury I know is a Squire but… A closer look, and then it clicked. Long blonde hair, pale blue eyes, and a smile she had seen countless times before.
“No way,” she exhaled, her confusion shifting to delight.
“Ekstrom! I like the new uniform, It suits you.” 
