"Should we maybe keep moving?" Jade asked tentatively. "Since Shaymin wouldn't be hanging around here... is there anywhere more, I don't know... peaceful?"
Then, as natural as ever, a small white and green hedgehog trotted out from the brush. It barely gave a glance to the abssembled folk, instead surveying the forest. Starting with a half obliterated oran berry shrub, she stepped up to it, a green glow surrounding her. Leaves on the bush began to grow back, new sprouts slowly forming. After roughly half the bush had grown back, she stopped, evidently satisfied, and started to head towards the next detroyed plant.
After she'd saved bush and grew out some flowers, she started towards a tree, then paused, eyeing all the assembled pokemon and humans. "...Do you require help?" she asked hesitantly.
"Y-yes," he stammered, voice low as if he was hesitant to speak any louder than Shaymin herself. "A friend of mine, he said you....you were a healer. And some pokemon, they fell ill..."
He hesitated. No, this was wrong. Shaymin had their own problems restoring the forest, protecting her home from the danger. He couldn't ask her to leave and help them.
"I'm sorry," he shook his head. "I can't trouble you when you've got enough to worry about here."
Shaymin stared at him placidly. The moment stretched on. "Who?" she asked finally. She turned away and started healing the plants again, though her ears remained pricked as she waited for an answer. "Who do you need to heal?"
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Steven drew in a tentative breath. She'd asked. She'd offered in light of her being needed here. This was their chance, to help Clink, to help their host, to help everyone get home.
"Clink," he said, nearly in a whisper. "A Klefki named Clink. And his friend Orzo. A Hoopa. They were poisoned, but we don't know how or by what."
Jade took a deep breath. "Do you know what sort of poison could have affected a steel-type like Clink?" she asked quietly, averting her eyes.
Steven waited for Shaymin to move back from the gracidea flower before offering her a bow, hand over his heart.Shaymin perked up at Clink's name. "Clink has been poisoned? Then I will help." She trotted up to Steven and bowed her tiny head, touching her nose to the ground. A soft green light glowed, and then a single pink gracidea flower bloomed. "This flower may be enough to heal them."
"I have met the Hoopa, yes. But Clink is my friend." Shaymin stepped away from a tree, the eletrical scar now healed. "Orzosquiselin is not my friend." They paused, a lingering silence filling the air. "I am sorry. I should not dislike a fellow mythical pokemon, or speak ill of them. We all have roles to play. I have no reason to dislike him, it is nothing more than a vague, silly feeling."
"A Hoopa?" Steven repeated. "Like Orzo? Or Orzo himself? I hate to suspect one of our host's own pokemon, but Jenny's notes did say the dyes were used to make the same colors that Hoopa are..."
After a moment's pause, Jade realized that she should probably relay what he'd said for the humans who didn't know Pokespeesh. "I... think this is a sign we should practice some new moves. Maybe something like Play Rough? Or something for trapping, like that one electric net move... Or Sleep Talk, in case of sleep?" The options were dizzying.
Then, as natural as ever, a small white and green hedgehog trotted out from the brush.
Shaymin turned and looked up at Jade, before letting her gaze drift across the forest, which even now appeared to be healing slowly. She trotted over and sniffed at a patch of grass, her nose wrinkling immediately. She began to examine the other patches of grass, talking softly as she walked, her tone somber. "Steel-types are immune to battle poison. But the natural poisons of a pokemon may still be effective..."
She returned to stand in front of Jade. "The poison here. Its very potent. It appears to be from a Roserade... but it is very strong. The Roserade intended to harm their target."
"I am sorry. I should not dislike a fellow mythical pokemon, or speak ill of them. We all have roles to play. I have no reason to dislike him, it is nothing more than a vague, silly feeling."
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"Thank you again for satisfying my curiosity, and I apologize for prying into your personal matters," said Steven, quietly.
He glanced around the forest clearing, noticing how dark it was getting beneath the eaves of the surrounding trees. A chill traveled up his spine, a tingle of something he would rather not admit was fear.
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"It's getting late. We shouldn't be out after dark. We'll deliver this flower to Clink first thing in the morning, I promise."
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Aggron took a step back and lowered himself to the ground, low enough that he could touch his own snout to the earth like Shaymin had done.
He breathed in the scent of soil and peat, he felt the cool moisture on his nose. The gracedia was nestled safe against his breast. "Thank you for this gift of life," he said simply. "I will protect it with my own."
He rose, and left the clearing along with Steven, but not before giving one long, last look over his shoulder at where Shaymin continued her work, restoring life to the forest that had suffered so much.
Shaymin tipped her head. "Yes. I apologize, I should not have assumed you would be aware. I don't know what other universe are like, but here Pokemon here are capable of either channeling energy into attack techniques, such as the one humans call 'Toxic' or 'Sludge Bomb'. However, most poison types are naturally poisonous as well. Poison from a battle is easy to heal for a healthy pokemon. Natural poison is harder. Longer. Complicated," they said quietly. "All pokemon are like this. A Charizard's natural flame will inflict more pain than a simple Flamethrower.""Wait, there's a difference between battle poison and natural poison?" Her voice was loud compared to Steven and Jade, a result of her disbelief. She shrunk back with a slight blush on her face; still, from her perspective, it was a valid question. She'd never heard of such a thing... but perhaps it was just a feature of this particular universe?
Steven seemed content with Shaymin's answers, but Kimiko was not. As he left the group, she addressed Shaymin again herself. "Sorry, this might not be any of my business, but... I feel it's important not to rule out anything at this point. Could you elaborate on this feeling you have? About Orzo?"