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[When the video turns on, Styxx doesn't even seem to realize it is on as he sets it down and grabs a seat in what looks to be a park. He's gotten a wardrobe change, having acquired himself a t-shirt and jeans and removed the coal around his eyes. Now he looks a little more normal, and anyone who saw him before will see that he has cropped blond hair. Certainly not a bedouin. He has a sketchbook on his lap and manages to jam a pencil into a hand that obviously doesn't work nearly as well as it should. A sign of previously broken bones that weren't set right.

On the other side of him is a Ponyta, a Noibat is flying over his head, some of what's left of the pokemon he'd been allowed to keep, and there's something else picking up his phone and playing with it though it doesn't come in view of the camera, you can still see the video moving around.

Styxx glances up from whatever he's sketching and honestly laughs.]

Hey now, don't go playing with that. Give it here.

[At least he seems in fairly good spirits for now as he reaches for his phone. Only then did he realize it was on and frown.]

My apologies to everyone. I was unaware that it was on.

[With that, he ends the feed.]

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[Outside of the feed, anyone wandering by will see that what grabbed his phone was a Pansear. Once the phone was off, Styxx carefully put it away, making sure it didn't turn on again and glances at the Pansear.]

You're going to cause all kinds of trouble, aren't you?

[He doesn't look or sound angry, if anything he just seems amused with the Pansear. He was much better with animals as his companions then people. He always had been, and these pokemon received no different a reaction from him, though he had caught on that they were much smarter then normal animals.

Once he convinces the Pansear to settle down with the others, he goes back to sketching in his book, not once glancing up. He didn't need to for what he was drawing. All he needed was his memories.]

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[He frowns. He can tell by her thoughts alone that this is not something he should probably pry on, but....]

Do you mind if I ask how it was your fault? Please don't feel obligated to answer though.

[She does finally glance up at him now and puts on a smile. It's in her past and she's overcome it. ...yes, she's overcome it.

Besides, she's pestered him enough to find out his wife was murdered. The least she can do is give a little honesty back.]

I shouldn't have fallen for a demon, and I certainly shouldn't have stayed with him.

[And because she did, her family is gone, she's Archangel to a people that aren't all entirely on board, and she's not sure she ever wants to be truly vulnerable again. Little things, really. Trivial to who she's supposed to be now.]

That doesn't make it your fault. Demons are notorious for being able to influence and attract others to them. It's just something they're able to do and makes it easier for some to trick others.

[He hadn't specifically had any run-ins with demons himself but he knew about them at least.]

[That small smile gets a little more genuine, but it doesn't take the shadow from her eyes.]

I'm an angel, Styxx. It's really hard to coerce us with Gifts or Talents.

[She shakes her head.] He really did love me. I could feel it in him, but it just made it even more confusing. I still should have walked away.

Hard. Not impossible.

[Just let him point that out.]

[She looks up at him with a confused frown.]

True, but... he wouldn't have...

[Would Damien have tried hard enough to be successful without her noticing? ]

You seem unsure of it.

[Something he'd gathered from the way she'd said that as well as her own thought.]

[Those amber eyes search his face, a little more... fearful? Maybe? Confused, definitely.

He certainly seems rather sure of himself.]

...maybe.

[Styxx raises a brow at her.]

Would it explain any inconsistencies that might have occurred?

[She just blinks at him, then shakes her head.]

He didn't mind trick me. Not by supernatural means. [Not... really.

...why is she even defending him? Especially now, years later when it didn't matter and she's not even sure he's still alive.]

As long as you're sure.

[Styxx wasn't going to argue it with her. He hadn't been there, so he wouldn't know.]

[She shifts, elbows going to her knees and palms running her arms, almost as if there's a chill aside from the current weather.]

It doesn't matter now, anyway. Not here.

[There was no Damien in this world, and no Council to remind her of her mistakes. Just scars she didn't really think she'd ever have to show anyone.

Easy to hide away in a new world.]

I won't pry and ask what happened. I understand that some scars never truly heal, and that there are some you don't wish to show anyone, so we don't need to have this conversation any further.

[Yeah, he felt it was better to back off here with where her mind was going.]

[She considers him for another long moment, eyes turning the slightest bit more golden hued. That's... a specific thing to say, considering what she had been thinking.

She's almost hesitant now, and her guard goes up, Light shuttering away her thoughts and emotions.]

You'd be here all day, and no poor soul deserves that, [she tells him, pushing herself to her feet and dusting off her jeans.] and I've taken up too much of your time as it is...

[Actually, his words had been from personal experience as opposed to her mind, but she could think what she wanted.]

It's not as if I don't have the time anyway.

[Being immortal gave you nothing but time.]

[She laughs a little at that.]

Fair enough...There is an abundance of it here, compared to home.

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