The winds carried Nikki down from the top of the building and into the alleyway. The white-furred werecat paused for a moment, ears straight up, listening. She'd spent a good three hours into the night combing the city by now, even after the rest of the Vanguard had given up searching. Given the events of that evening, Nikki could somewhat understand why Sasha didn't want to be found. Of course, a nyctokinetic werecat such as Sasha had no real trouble hiding either, given the night-time setting and the dark corners of various places that would conceal a shadow manipulator almost perfectly, and the cat-like Therian was naturally capable of hiding.
There was a brief period of tension as she listened a bit longer. Soft, quiet sobs met her ears and she dared to tread further into the alley. The sobs grew slightly louder and she realized she'd found someone's hiding spot. Upon closer inspection, she found the black-furred werecat, arms and mouth caked in brown, dried, rusted blood. She had practically curled up into a ball, arms wrapped around her legs, head pressed against her legs. Tears were flowing and her ears were flat against her head. She didn't seem to acknowledge Nikki's presence, so Nikki knelt beside her and place a hand on her shoulder. Sasha was startled from the contact and stared directly at Nikki. She barely seemed to be holding it together, something that surprised Nikki, given her past experiences with Sasha. The same werecat who she'd been training in mastering her Esper powers, the same one she'd kissed before going to sleep at night, the same one she'd taken down an entire interdimensional threat and three Gods with, was sitting here, crying and doing her best to hide from the world. Sasha's eyes briefly met with Nikki's, before she turned away and muttered, "Well, you found me. Now what?"
"Sasha, whatever that was back there, it doesn't matter. I came looking for you because I was scared." Sasha looked away, ashamed, "Scared of me, and rightly so." Nikki frowned, then spoke, "Not 'of,' I was scared for you. Sasha, I was worried that you were gonna hurt yourself, or others were gonna hurt you." Sasha sniffled, "As if. With how weak I am already, why should it matter? The mugger's a good example of my weakness." Nikki shook her head, "What about that makes you weak? You know as well as I do that that wasn't what it looked like." Sasha shrugged, "What makes you think you're safe around me? Or safe from me? I can't control my violent impulses. I can't control my powers anymore, I can't even control my emotions. Nightwatcher was right when she said I was dangerous and a liability." Nikki gave Sasha a slight glare, "Do you honestly believe what that Nanomorphic hag said? Just because you show your emotions doesn't make you weak. You're not afraid to voice your opinion, you're not afraid of showing your feelings. Just because you cry doesn't make you weak. Those who cry aren't afraid of their emotions, thus why they are the strongest." Sasha turned back to meet Nikki's eyes and sniffed, "I killed that man. All he did was try to rob a person. What he did was criminal, but what I did was unforgivable, dammit! I killed him in cold blood and probably traumatized the victim. The worst part is that it felt right, it felt like I was meant to do that."
She grabbed Nikki's shoulders and got on her knees, "I'm scared, Nikki! I'm scared of what I'm turning into! I don't want to wake up in the morning and find that I killed you because I couldn't control myself!" Sasha broke down and pressed her head onto Nikki's chest, crying. Nikki carefully wrapped her arms around Sasha and let her cry until she calmed down. It was a few long minutes before she'd finally calmed down somewhat. She was shivering and her breath was shuddery, but Nikki managed to coax Sasha into looking up at her. When she did, Nikki locked lips with her for just a moment, ignoring the metallic taste of blood as much as she could. She released Sasha for a moment and said to her, "Sasha, I forgive you and I still love you. You are a good person inside and any decent person can see that. There is practically nothing you can say or do to make me think otherwise. You can control yourself, don't let anyone tell you otherwise." Nikki stood up, still holding onto Sasha as she got to her feet, "Now, come on. I know a guy who can help us."