What an amazing new place. The sheer wonderment of the biodomes and all they contained was so very exciting, but at the same time, enough to drive you insane with paradoxes if you were not careful. There were persons here that should not be, and ones that should, but should not be known about by certain persons. All of this was out the window in the Biodome world.

Seirichi had walked out through the Tentegre streets to clear her thoughts, and if privacy wasn?t what she found and she found a fight instead, good; at least that would get her mind off all these confusing things that she?s seen here. As it turned out, all she had found was an ice-cream street vendor. But that was just fine.

She ordered a double-scoop of vanilla on a cone, because only pansies got their ice-cream in cups. Anyone who was worth anything could at least eat their ice-cream before it melted. Behind her, Declan was walking past alone and in fine stride with some destination seemingly lined up. But he was not beyond Seirichi?s expert looking over her shoulder abilities.

Spotting the man with squinty eyes at first, she quickly put the face together with the one she?d seen here already; the one and the same that held the answers that the blonde man from earlier clued her in on.

?Hurry up, man! Keep the change,? she aggravatingly chucked it at him, taking her ice-cream, and then running to catch up with the man. ?Hey,? she called out to him, walking alongside him now. ?You got a name??

?Hey,? he replied with less than if not matching energy. ?Declan,? he replied, extending his hand to her which she shook with her reverse arm since she had been busy eating ice-cream with the other.

Seiri felt a little silly. She didn?t know how much this man knew, if he knew anything. These circumstances may have been supernatural, but it was still real, and she still felt realistic answers could and should come from unrealistic questions. ?You wouldn?t know anything about a man named Dyarhk? Would you??

He looked at her for nearly the next ten walked steps before suggesting they sit at a nearby bench. When he said this, Seiri looked at him with an infantile bewilderment, the likes of which she had not worn since she was a young girl watching her mother split a tree for the first time. Seiri did not arrive at situations any longer that surprised her, but one just had. She followed behind the thin man past a dead street light and to the park chair at the back of the sidewalk.

?Have a seat,? he suggested also, looking at her. Seirichi did as she pleased, and she did not take orders, but again she found herself out of her element and silently doing as he organized.

?There?s so much I want to ask you ? so much I want to tell you. The kids are getting so big!? Seiri exclaimed and Declan forced a very believable smile. So, he had kids, he thought. ?You?d be so proud of them.?

?I?m sure I would.?

Seiri squeezed his bicep, finding something funny about it, ?Looks like you?ve, lost, a couple of pounds,? she grinned.

Declan laughed, ?You?d be surprised. I could actually hold my own with you now,? holding out his hand to Seiri which she grabbed for a Dillon and Dutch mid-air arm wrestle. Seiri, curious, graciously accepted the challenge and clasped hands with the man across the bench. The two met with a mutual unwavering, and already Seiri knew this was not the same man. But just how different was he? She increased some power, as did he, and then some more, and a creak came to the bench. Declan chose to end it there, ?You see? Who knows what I?m really capable of, but that?s good enough for now.?

?I don?t believe it,? Seiri said in disbelief, ?We could do so much now. All the things I could?ve done with you if you were like this. All the things I would have been afraid to do. I wouldn?t have to hold back! We could?ve! ? we could?ve...? catching up with herself in her own excitement, she realized that time had passed. It was a difficult pill to swallow.

He canted his head to find her eyes.

?What happened to you?? Seiri asked.

?The way I understand it... is Daichi's body and mine were destroyed in your world, and using your power, copied to a location that power could carry. There was also an outside factor: the woman I travel with. She gave me this body. She saved me,? he clenched that open hand softly.

Seirichi grew quiet, putting her knees together and her hands on-top of them. She even furthermore looked down at them with her brown bangs veiling her eyes just a little, ?So you?ve got another woman already, huh,? she joked, though quietly.

He watched her for as long as it took to understand, then he realized it. He wrapped his arm around her neck and pulled her over to him. He whispered a short speech against her brown head of hair before kissing it. She closed her eyes to it.

?Dya? I mean... Declan...?

?Uh-huh??

?Things couldn?t ever go back to the way they were... could they?? Seiri hadn?t even noticed it, but she had been leaning toward the willowy frame of this man she had really just met. Perhaps she had gone a bit insane and believed something a bit too fantastical. But then leaned away to look at his face and saw sheer and total truth.

?No,? he said in the most uplifting way, if such a thing were possible. Depressing though it would seem, a hand came to her head and wiped any sadness away. He stood up to leave. ?Keep my gift safe. If the time is right, you?ll feel the same memory I also felt. As long as you keep it, that part of me will never die,? he apologized with a great big smile. ?I?m sorry events we had no control over decided we couldn?t have anymore fun together.?

Seiri perked then, not expecting to hear him say that, or something like that at all. ?Um..!?

?Huh?? he asked leaning back slightly on one foot.

?Uh... oh!? Seiri panicked at the sight of her ice-cream that had melted considerably. It completely derailed whatever it is she had been putting such strenuous mental effort into replying to him. Who knows if or when she?d see him again, so she was trying to figure out what to tell him or ask him that might be especially important or meaningful, but this had put a sticky, vanilla wrench in her plans, ?Oh no! I never let this happen! Awww,? she grieved over the sight of a melting ice-cream cone, deciding it was far too much to try and scarf down.

?Well don?t start now,? Declan said, reaching out to take a handful of the ice-cream into his bare hand and bring it up to his mouth to begin eating. Seirichi kept her mouth open the whole time in shock. He tried not to let any drip, and little did, but it was inevitable. He finished off what was the first scoop of her double-scoop, and assumed cleaning his fingers with his tongue.

?Thanks,? she smirked, and he did back. ?I think I can finish the rest now.? with a sarcastic tone, but she was not angry. That was pretty funny. Declan lowered his hand when he had completed cleaning it and let it loll outside of his pocket while his other hand was in one. He would keep it like this probably until he washed it later.

Seiri smiled like the young girl who knew him used to, for old times? sake, ?Hey, Declan,? she got into character with a deep breath and eye-closing ritual, something he met with a curious look. ?Now... Count up your sins.? in her best Skull impression, harkening back to her childhood with him.

He only observed her, figuring like with his children that it must have been apart of his lost past. It made him grin, but it also admitted he didn?t remember.

?You don?t have to worry, you know,? she said with a soft little smile, ?...even if you forgot everything, I wouldn?t forget about you. I won?t,? she held the petal closer.

He gradually smirked to her before starting to turn and start on his way. He put some distance between them, and Seiri was almost willing him to turn around, suspecting, knowing that he would, and he did. ?Then I never died, did I?? he flashed a grin, one that he tore from her rather than ended. He went on down the street wearing it, and Seiri one as well there on the bench, watching him go.