Fractured Bygones [Ehefra, Helle]

Helle did not open the door. Instead, what did open the door was a perfect replica of Natasha. Though, she did not seem entirely correct. Her face, too porcelain, her body, a bit too blue, her aura, entirely too Helle. In fact, there's a lot of Helle everywhere. It's not as strong as inside Helle's home, but the Quincy woman is a rather invasive specimen. Ever since Gotei had fallen, she's been experimenting a bit, using her Spirit Weapon to a certain extent. Its activity isn't noticeable, except to the most sensitive, but the current use of her Vollstandig isn't something to simply scoff at.

Its application is a bit silly. Ehefra would be let inside, and she'd see more people she may recognize Johann, Liltotto, and herself. They're all busy doing paperwork, while the woman of the hour is on her couch, laying there motionless with a book over her face and her legs splayed out. She looks as if she could fall over any second and break her face on the floor, if even possible, with her bosom being as it is.

Anyway, it looks as if she's sleeping, but with the rampant amount of Reishi and Reiryoku being thrown around, that couldn't be the case.

Helle isn't asleep. She's not that powerful that her mind would subconsciously do something like this, but she is in a meditative state. It only took Ehefra calling her name for Helle to open her eyes and stare directly up at the other Quincy. She stared, almost emotionless, her eyes too vibrant. For a second, there lacked any real recognition in her gaze until she blinked a few times.

"You're not one of my creations," She muttered as her eyes dimmed some. "You haven't left the city yet, I see."

"Oh," Helle responded, sitting up. "That is dangerous."

Her voice did not carry concern, but she does not need concern to simply throw factual statements at the other woman. She looked down, placing her hands on her lap, staring. Her eyes dimmed further as the house started to lose a bit of color.

"I have been busy lately, so I have not had the time to access everything. I heard that you resigned, but I'm sure you understand that a lot has taken precedence."

She slid her hand over and patted the spot next to her if Ehefra wished to sit. When her eyes returned up to the other, they seemed to have some form of curiosity painting them. It may not be what Ehefra wanted to see, but Helle at least spared that she would listen if the other will speak.

"I have a few minutes to spare if you have time. Do you want to explain why you are heading to Soul Society?"

How is Helle supposed to respond? Logically, Ehefra's plan is nothing more than a fool's quest. It is an impossible mission. With the amount of people dead, finding one particular person would be similar to looking for a needle in a haystack, and that's not even accounting for if her mother has yet to move through the soul cycle. Helle would not say it, but if Ehefra's mother had become a Hollow, how would they know? She could look all over and still never know.

"...Then is it fair to announce we will never see each other again?" Helle questioned, not even concerning herself with all the possibilities. "If you succeed or fail, would you not return to the living?"

There are a lot of things Helle could talk about. She could bring up her pact with the long dead or she could try and deter Ehefra from this task. She could talk about them and if there ever was a future. She could wish her luck or this and that, but she thought it important to wonder why the goodbye. Goodbye is a harrowing word. It's different from see you around or be back soon. The last time Helle had ever considered goodbye...

"..."

Goodbyes are a necessity between the living and dead.

"Hmm? You're weird," Helle stated, a matter-of-fact tone to her voice. "All this why and what ifs, never any will and dos. Even now, you lack conviction."

Helle rose and clapped her hands, the doll of Ehefra suddenly stepping into view.

"Do you know what this is, Ehefra? It is you, but why is it you? That's simple. My powers do not work unless a specific person is in my vicinity. As soon as you leave this city, it will vanish."

Helle rose a brow, staring Ehefra down with a bit of accusatory suspicion.

"You have a knack for thinking the worst, faltering because you're unsure, delving deep into yourself until you're drowning. I know a bit about you, Ehefra, and I know you saw this and thought the worst. You always think the worst, or you always think the hypothetical worsts. Even if the answer to all your problems come from a simple question."

However, as much as Helle is laying out her opinion of Ehefra, she stopped and clapped again, the image of Ehefra slowly dematerializing into vibrant Reishi. Her green eyes stared for a bit longer before narrowing, her gaze moving up towards the wall behind her couch as her lips twisted a bit, annoyance making her seem put off by something. Then her head tilted.

"Who are you to assume what I felt without even asking how I feel? I was waiting for you to leave, wondering myself if I should approach you, a similar folly. For some odd reason, I was thinking it'd be too difficult to simply wish you goodbye. I hate goodbyes."