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Nate welcomes Silver to his home, somewhat confused. Hey, what's up? I guess you're living here now? That's cool. He wonders if Silver remembers that time Nate tried to catch him in the laboratory. (Ha ha, fun times, right?) Does Silver know why the pokéball didn't affect him? The Blacklight...

"Yeah." Preparation time. A bunch of people were apparently all eager to head off to nightmare hell again, for whatever fucking reason. At least Nate didn't have to worry about getting ready for that. Now that he was thinking of it, though, he did have one thing he needed to get to before they...

Sharing shitty feelings, but not happy ones? It made sense, but Jesus. It was like at every turn, some reminder of how much Diyem's life sucked. Great. Thanks, Diyem. "And, uh, thanks, Owen." For... sharing your trauma with like twenty other people? Just another day of Cibus bullshit, Nate...

Jesus Christ, Owen was huge. Nate instinctively pressed himself back against the table, then realized what he was doing and shook the effect off with a scowl. He tried to focus on what the charizard had said instead. So Owen's suggestions were the guy who was super depressed right now, and the...

Oh, fuck's sake. Why'd the guy go and pick a name that was so close to the name of the guy he fucking murdered? Nate grunted and tugged at one of his gills. "Yeah, I could see you wanting to go either place. Might not be best for you to head to the tree this time around. But probably we should...

"So it's only a feeling that tells you where they are, huh?" That fucking sucked. "I guess there's somebody like Breaker, or maybe one of the xatu. But. Ain't a lot of time for that, I guess. Were you thinking you'd head to the tree next fight, then? Look for Xernatus while you're in there?"