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If La Brea learned anything... He learned that what he needed was to get more skilled in close quarters fighting, after what happened on Limosa. He wanted to protect Sailor Clara if they ever ran into trouble and he was close. And his daughter's cat... Friend! And not to mention... His own kids. Even if he wasn'yt sure how to accept that... He felt a paternal drive to protect a lieutenant. It ewasn't... wrong he supposed.

It was... Him, maybe. He wasn't alwatys the best showing emotions reliably, but... He wanted to see if maybe... Things were less clear cut, because he still remembers sitting up late with one of his boys buiklding a moon base for class and discussing the intricacies of space travel and the physics at his level. He was lost in the notion his son shared his interest in space, albeit, Eos was a little too into aliens for his lioking.

God, if Eos knew about aliens being real he'd be chasing every Deep Space Senshi out there and he saw at least one, maybe two on Limosa. Eos might be his least social son - insecure, sure, but also sensitive to poor sopcial reception and absoluitely curious - LKa Brea worried his boy might ask too much he wasn't ready for. Thankfully, none of his boys were senshi, or he swore, he and Limosa might both have cardiac events. Cyrus too, Or Eric. It was bad enough Limosa mentioned Reynard was a knight!

La Brea shook his head, forcing himself to focus on the night, hoping he ran into someone to spar. Or fight, but he didn't want to fight... Maliciously. Not until he understood better, although...

He strongly suspected... That his wife just might well have been someone she pretended not to be. And it hurt. But he wouldn't give up his children. Never, not even his eldest.

The page tucked his rose in a pocket. It wasn't much of a weapon, but he could... Throw it he guessed. But it was no replacement for close quarters combat with his hands, and La Brea sighed, pausing as he felt an aura approaching -- stronger than his own.

"Oh, and who might be approaching?" He murmuired to himself, turning to face it calmly. Trying to be kless tense.

La Brea blinked, still willing himself to ease his tensiuon. He never knew what to anticipate anymore. Realluy, he was still processing the complexity of both sides of this conflict, and was learning that caution unless he recognized someone when they drew close was prudent - if only because his nature alone might make interactions unpredictable, so a friendly greeting he took as a positive, waving as he nodded.

"Hello there. Keeping safe tonight I trust?" La Brea greeted calmly. Calm was a good mode to operate, for him, really. That much he was picking up. Tryiong to be kind was also p[robably good. Probably.

"Truthfully, you're the first I've met tonight. Although I confess, it's a rather nice break with how active space has been of late." La Brea smiled, chuckled good-naturedly. He actually dsidn't mind seeing sopace. As mucch as he'd love to study Homeworlds and Wonders, he didn't. He wasn't sure it would be handled well. And besiudes, he needed to study his own Wonder.

"Although I do admit spoace is quite fascinating, still a quiet, relaxed night is a lovely break. Are you wrapping up a patrol, or...?"

He never knew, he only knew Limosa patrolled, and the Negaverse patrolled, and he patrolled.