[ True to his word, Kunzite stands near the dock facing the expanse of water stretched before him, and with his brows slightly knit as he continues to wonder at the situation that's unfolded before him. Might this world or whatever force brought them to it somehow defy time? That Zoisite should be capable of communicating as he has, of meeting him at this location means his body is in tact and the only way that would be possible were if he had arrived at some point before his body's destruction. Perhaps... after? If the world were plunged into darkness and they were reborn again, perhaps, but that is a possibility he finds himself wishing fantasy for the sake of Princess Serenity, her guardians, and their beloved Earth. Though, if that were to happen, maybe then the Shitennou might succeed in their mission and properly reunite with their prince. That was what they had been reborn for, their true purpose. To find and serve their true master once more.
He exhales softly, the storm cloud floating directly over his head continuing its torrential rain as the cloud grew darker still. The thunder grows less frequent as he slows his thoughts and breathing. Whatever the case may be, he trusts that he and Zoisite will be able to figure this out by putting their heads together. It's simply a matter of patience and that's something he has for this curiously attained time. ]
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He exhales softly, the storm cloud floating directly over his head continuing its torrential rain as the cloud grew darker still. The thunder grows less frequent as he slows his thoughts and breathing. Whatever the case may be, he trusts that he and Zoisite will be able to figure this out by putting their heads together. It's simply a matter of patience and that's something he has for this curiously attained time. ]