What for Allelujah was bizarre stood as perfectly normal in Homura's scope. In terms of eternity, five-hundred years really was nothing to talk about. The only thing an immortal being could hope for was something to break up that amount of time, and make it something more than just a never-ending fit of boredom and futility. That was one of the few benefits to this prison, and Homura was happy to hear that Allelujah apparently accepted another. "I'm glad you think that way. Many people here believe the dead should remain dead, which is why I've kept this goal relatively quiet. Obviously I see things differently."

And he would fight to have it happen. He already knew it would mean betraying those he had a loose alliance with now, but to save Rinrei, he was willing to do just that.

"I will what I can. I'd rather you not spend your time in a battle that has no meaning due to the circumstances." Nor the woman, if her talents could be put to better use. "But I'm curious. What do you mean by 'lose control'?"