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Everything in Halia's life lately was turning up magical. And frankly? She hated it. She had gotten a message earlier from Mason that he needed to talk to her about things of the magical nature, and she invited him over without hesitation, knowing that these sorts of conversations needed to be handled privately, without potentially dangerous people overhearing. So here she was, pacing back and forth, waiting for him to arrive as she also waited for tea to brew. Fancy, expensive, decadent tea that she had been saving for a special occasion, that she was brewing in her vintage Wedgewood tea service. Just because the conversation could be tense didn't mean she couldn't add an element of whimsy to it, right? Hearing a knock at the door, she quickly went to open it, letting it swing wide as an invitation for him to come in.

Halia stepped out of the way and closed the door behind him before taking a seat on the couch that made up 90% of the furniture in her living room. The apartment was sparsely decorated, though there were a few odd trinkets here and there, as well as a pile of what looked like scales on top of a small bookshelf. She was acutely aware of just how bare her living area was, and prior to now, it had never bothered her.

Gesturing to the spot beside her on the couch, she looked up at him with a quizzical expression. He seemed to have more energy than usual, and that was saying quite a lot. "I've been on my own since the day I turned 18. It's not much, but it's mine, and it's home. Being alone has always been... easier, I think." At least until now, until her world became so much bigger, and so much more magic filled. "But yes, I've been well, safe and all that." The dark circles under her eyes begged to differ in regards to "being well" but she didn't elaborate much. "Is everything alright, Mason? You seem... jittery?"

An eyebrow shot up into her bangs and Halia stared Mason down. Was he...? Well s**t. "Preferably I would have magic stuff not done here. When I power up, I go to a little park nearby. Chaos can sense Order power signatures and auras, so it could potentially out someone to power up or down within their own home." Her eyes narrowed at him a bit. "Do you have something you'd like to tell me, Mason?" If this went how she thought it was about to, they were going to have to sit and have a very serious conversation.

Oh. Yes. This went exactly where she feared it would. Halia took a breath and rubbed her face. "Yes, they're called Mauvians. They awaken senshi like myself." She peered at him through her fingers before flopping back against the back of the couch. "I guess that means you and I need to have a serious discussion then. Because this isn't all fun and games and glitter. People die. There have been horrible, horrible things that I have seen, and I have only been doing this for two years."

Was it her fault? Was there just some seriously weird curse on her family or something that made everything they touched come up magical? That had to be it. "Considering a good chunk of my family is all magical, I wouldn't even be shocked if it really was somehow my fault." Her voice sounded tired and she made herself sit up. "Before I get into this, do you want some tea? I made tea and I'm grabbing myself a cup." She gestured to the gorgeous tea service on the counter, more than happy to share.

"You should have called me. I could have come and helped." Still, there was a smile on her face. "You did good though, and I'm sure the mauvian was thankful for your assist." Pouring two cups of tea, she returned to sit beside him on the couch, holding one out to him.

"You're a knight, then. Knights and senshi work together, though fundamentally have a lot of differences in our powers and abilities, as well as our origins. Did the mauvian explain anything to you? What sort of questions do you have so far?" She was calm and matter of fact as she spoke, though her brow creased slightly with worry. He was so sweet and so trusting, and it deeply worried her that he would get himself into trouble.

Right. Knights were different than senshi. Of course it might not seem obvious to him. "As a Page, a knight, you have magic within you. I don't know a horrible lot about knights and their magic, but the few I've met seem to be more supportive types. Buffs and protection. We could....practice if you would like? Test what your abilities do?" While she didn't relish the idea of sparring, she would rather let him learn in a safe environment with her than learning while in the moment, where a misstep could mean injury or worse.

"All that aside, I want to make sure you understand that this is dangerous. It isn't fun and games and magical sparkles. This .....this can and has resulted in death for people. There are very real stakes in this, and some people go to the extremes." She rubbed her left arm as she spoke, fingers trailing up and down the scar there as she thought back to that night. The kidnapping. What her own faction was ready to do to that boy. What some of her faction had already done to people.

"I want to make it crystal clear that if you even for a second think you might be in over your head, you call me. Okay? No matter when or where, call me and I will come. I.....have coworkers who are also involved in this, and I'm sure they will understand and cover for me. So....please, please don't try to do things on your own if you do not know for sure you will win." The scene of the battle with the Calamitous Hollow flashed in her minds eye, the battlefield littered with bodies, the scene from her recurring nightmare from hell. "Promise me you'll call..."

Halia mentally chided herself, reminding herself that he was still new to this, still learning, and it would do neither of them any good to scare him. "Usually if someone is stronger than you, it's always a good idea to call for backup. If I were to face off against a General King, for example, I would be in deep trouble and would be foolish to not call for help. A senshi or Agent of my own level I might have a better time against, though still would need to be aware of if they seem stronger or more experienced. I.....have made that mistake before and nearly paid with my life." She rubbed at her chest, thinking back to Nagyagite. "Chaos can remove your starseed, which will snuff out your life if it is not returned.

She paused, realizing that the word Starseed likely meant little to nothing yet to him. "Think of a starseed as a physical manifestation of your soul. It resides within you, it is essentially the essence of "you" as well as your other self. For knights it's a little different, but when a senshi dies, our starseed returns to a place called the Galaxy Cauldron, and eventually we are reborn with this starseed. It's quite similar to reincarnation. While we are not the same person that previously held the starseed, we still have potential access to their memories, access to their powers, and access to their planet. Or in your case, a Wonder. Though to my understanding, not all knights are reborn as senshi are. Some are descendents of knights. I am....a bit murky on the details of that, however. But chaos? Chaos can quite literally remove your starseed from you. It is.....a very unpleasant experience. And if your starseed is not returned, you die. Simple as that. Worse, if it is destroyed, there will never be another. So for example, if my starseed had been crushed, there would never be another Aruna, and Aruna would end with me. I was......beyond lucky that for whatever reason, that man had a change of heart and returned it to me."

She looked up at Mason, making sure he was following her. "As for calling for help, you should have access to things within what we refer to as 'sub-space.' Though that might be easier to show you than to try and explain. And as for your abilities, let's take a walk when we're done talking. We can work it out together, alright?"

A laugh bubbled up and escaped Halia and she quickly covered her mouth. "Starseeded. And...I didn't get to see it since he yanked it out from behind. Still not as bad as the world eating serpent we recently faced down." She shrugged, as if talking about something that had tried to consume the world was mundane. "Lucky for you, youma can't yank your soul out. That's a people thing, not a monster thing. But you definitely would have become a snack for it."