<span style="color: #FF0000">The Vortexian Cube had not actually been AIMING for the young Earth woman. She just so happened to be in the path of trajectory decided by the meteorite piece that had brought him down into earths atmosphere and gravitational field in the first place. It had noted when she had jumped back to avoid a hot foot. If he had been a living person that would have been twistedly amusing. As it was it was merely an event to the Vortexian Cube. Even as she studied him trying to figure out what he was, he was studying her to learn more about her. Studying her to figure out what this Earth woman was like. Always the observer as that is how he absorbed knowledge. Though he had not started out with a gender and was technically an it, over the years he had come to refer to himself in his head as a â€œheâ€ instead of as an â€œitâ€. This came from absorbing knowledge about the differences in gender and how people refered to each other as he or she. Not as it. Odd as it was...that was just how it was.<br/><br/>He was indeed a cube. He was however not a cube fragment or of something bigger. Thankfully he did not know her thoughts nor did he really care if he was insulted. Being insulted did not register as an important factor in anything. Therefore it was merely taken as something said versus something insulting. He watched her pick him up and turn him around. If he had a literal â€œbrainâ€ he would be quite dizzy from how many times she turned him over. Still cooling down even as she did this. He had somewhat intentionally burnt her but it was mostly accidental. <span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;Ouch.&gt;</span> He said. It was more a projection as he did not have a literal â€œmouthâ€ even though he could form flat eyes across the sphere inside the cube along with flat mouth. Kind of like a hologram but different. She had dropped him and after already having crashed into the dirt that kind of hurt. Still the realization of pain was but momentary and he had fallen silent once more.<br/><br/>Extremely durable and the only way to destroy it was through a cosmic crunch. Which would destroy anything and everything being it was the exact opposite of a big bang. He studied her as she looked at him. The glowing dimming and going away. Except for the light purple glow that was more surrounding the sphere inside the cube then actually outwardly glowing. Giving the sphere an almsot literal rotating look as if it was an actual planet that had been shrunk down to small size in order to fit it inside the walls of the cube. It noted the facial expression and quickly analyzed its possible meaning. Now that wouldnâ€™t do. That wouldnâ€™t do at all. So once again the cube spoke. Forming eyes and a mouth that were on top of the sphere but didnâ€™t move. Stayed facing her. The mouth mimicked movement as it spoke again. <span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;I wouldnâ€™t do what your facial expression says you are thinking of doing. I am far more valuable than any money you could get by selling me.&gt;</span> He was not sure he wanted to be sold. He would tell her after he gauged her reaction about who he was. About what he could give her for not selling him.<br/><br/>It knew that if she didn't sell him there was others on this planet he would lead her to. There was others who would be able to join in on the search for the Vortexian Treasure Hold. His data banks had informed him that the Vortexians were gone. That meant he needed to find inheritors of the treasure they had left behind. He wondered internally about the reaction she would have to him "talking" to her. The mouth and eyes seemed to vanish for the moment. <span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;A great adventure awaits you if you don't sell me.&gt;</span> That little fact is all he told her for the moment. Hoping to catch her interest. If he did he would continue on. Go more indepth on his meaning.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF00">Cross Fyre hummed and danced. Swirling her whip in a circle. She watched and followed Xion through the air. Landing then shifted back before moving  silently through the shadows. Following her Xion as she always did. She was so thrilled that Xion had come back. She had been all mopey and hostile while he was gone. She had hid quite often from Xionâ€™s father because he made her nervous. He stared at her like he was undressing her. She was now able to not have to hide so much. She was certain her best friend and the one person she would die or kill for would never let him attack her. His father had already done so once. She hadnâ€™t told Xion yet. She wasnâ€™t certain she should. She knew it would throw him into a rage. She watched while his father made several idiotic mistakes and actions with Xion. She was honestly surprised the man hadnâ€™t been ripped apart.<br/><br/>She watched him leave and slipped out. Flying up into the air and followed Xion. He always knew she was there. Somehow he always knew. It might be because when she had been just a hatchling she had imprinted on him. She landed beside him and walked there silently for the moment. Then threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly. Nuzzling him and making a growling purr like sound. She then let him go and smiled at him. â€œHello Xion-sama. How are you? I missed you a great deal when you left. Why didnâ€™t you take me with you?â€ She asked softly. â€œAre you okay Xion? You seem a bit unfocused.â€ She was puzzled by this yet resumed walking by his side. She folded her wings back into her spine. The sound was nerve wracking as the bone crunching sound echoed a bit. Then she was done and continued to walk with him.</span>