[The sudden sound of footsteps - heels - marching and echoing down the path is enough to prompt Nephrite to look up. His surprise is poorly disguised. Dark Mercury is no more-- there's only Sailor Mercury now. And yet here she is. Another mockery his dream is conjuring up, he wonders? As if he doesn't think about her enough... How she repaired his cape and-- Enough!]
Then I really would have nothing. [He scoffs.] There is nothing for you here, senshi. [And he's sick of thinking about you, so go away.]
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Then I really would have nothing. [He scoffs.] There is nothing for you here, senshi. [And he's sick of thinking about you, so go away.]