Polaris listened to him talking about disposing of stars. Negas? For a bried moment a faint memory of Negas flashed through his mind. About them being caused by stars who died painful, horrible, or devastating deaths. This resulted in a form of blackhole type forming. The memory faded as quickly as it arrived. â€œBlackholes that live...â€ He said softly. He shook his head as it wasnâ€™t enough of a memory of them to allow them to kill Earl but it would probably give them more energy to do more about what they were doing. Still they seem to linger... No. No that wasnâ€™t accurate. He couldnâ€™t particularly remember why but the actual star didnâ€™t linger. It was like a regular star when it super novas and turns into a blackhole. It is no longer the star but what remains of what had once been a star. He shook his head. None of it was making sense with holes in his memory.<br/><br/>He looked at him. He could hear sorrow in this manâ€™s voice. It actually wasnâ€™t very important to him that the man had such sorrow. He killed hundreds of stars for a dream that would kill his world if he succeeded. It was already killing him. It was a dream destined to fail. A dream that was not even possible...not the way he was going about it at least. There was a way for humans to be in space. To touch a world. To touch the stars. Not the way he was going about it. There was a way though...it just wasnâ€™t this way. It just wouldnâ€™t be for the whole world. He shook his head. This man would not learn of any such ways from him. He would not be an assistant in a mad manâ€™s destruction of his favorite world. Of the world he worked so hard on. To give it life. To give it destiny. No. He would not help someone destroy that which he created and loved so much.<br/><br/>There was something called star children. Children who were half stars and half human. These children could go into space without suits for a period of time. With training for a very long time. Star children were rare but not unheard of. He would never tell him about those though.<br/><br/>Earl started talking to him again and he focused back in on the man. â€œThere are no advantages. That is what you are not understanding. There is no advantages to destroying yourself from the inside out. To destroying numerous lives of hundreds of stars. For torturing them with such a sick pleasure at what you were doing. To ignore their cries for mercy...there is no advantages to things like that.â€ He was going to work with him? The man was delusional. He had already said numerous times he would not assist him in destroying himself or the rest of the world.<br/><br/>He listened to him but that devious smile and the look in his eyes gave him a feeling of dread. For a brief second he felt relief when he heard he would let Emilee leave if he worked with him. That, however, was quickly shattered and smashed when the man continued. He paled immensely. Erase her memory of him? He could understand erasing her memory of this place. No matter how much he wanted to save Emilee he did not wish her not to remember him. She was important to him. He was conflicted on what to do. Then his thoughts quickly halted and jumped to the next thing that he had said. His eyes narrowed. How did he know Emilee lived with her uncle??? That was not said. He was certain it had not been said. Had he been watching her or something? â€œHow did you know that?! She hasnâ€™t said a word about it and neither have I! How did you know she was living with her uncle?!â€ He demanded.<br/><br/>He began to walk towards Earl in slow steps. There wasnâ€™t much space between them but there was still some. His eyes were glowing. â€œHow did you know that?!â€ He demanded again. His hands fisting up as sun flares began to surround his hands. â€œWhat did you do to her uncle?! Have you been stalking her?!â€ He demanded. His anger great. This man better not have hurt Emileeâ€™s uncle. He swung out and hit Earl in the face. "You leave her family alone!" He said in an angry voice.