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"Owen?" Chip asked. "Totally. He stops by here all the time, and he's one of my best test subj--acquaintances!" The Porygon-Z drifted toward Starr curiously. "Why do you ask?"

"Yeah, it sounds awesome," Cal agreed with a grin. Even her golden embers seemed to light up a little. "God, it's crazy how good stuff tastes now that I can actually taste it, though. And feel things, and stuff, too. Have you ever curled up in a bed and just felt the fabric all over? Fucking...

"Well, sure, but have you ever seen Pine after a cold?" Chip countered. "Sometimes little things can get through to even the mightiest titans. Poor guy couldn't leave the washroom for--anyway, it's weak in that compared to other things we've dealt with, this little guy could probably be fought...

"That one came from Mewtwo," Chip called back, drifting into the room. "But the only difference is that one had more energy in it, and it disturbed Diyem. Aside from that, it actually is weak. One of those things that's bigger but doesn't really seem all that strong when you get down to it..."...

Cal nodded. "And even if they don't want to explore anymore, what's to say a new God Squad... thing will start up again one day, y'know? We've got centuries and stuff!" It was clear that the concept of centuries did not fully register to Cal, who did not yet know her first year. Cal took her...

"I mean, probably..." Cal hummed, thoughtful. "I just wonder if I might get tired of that one day and then find a place to settle. I'm... according to Eien--I mean, er, Mom--I'm probably immortal. Or close to it. I think I should, like... set up a mental map of a bunch of hobbies to take on and...

"I think I heard one of the humans in our team say that cold pizza is good, too," Cal said. "But then another human didn't like it. Maybe it's a cultural thing across humans." Cal took their orders and stepped away. "I'm glad Pop can fund all this. I'd have to do a job soon, though. Once Dad...

"Tch." Puff knew what was coming next. "You don't really know what that means, do you?" he weaved out of the way of a few final attacks. "Call of the void... not sure where you're from, but here, that's the sense of doom you feel... when you get the urge to look over a cliff, or a thought to do...

"I want some of those spicy rice cake soup bowls," Cal said, pointing at one of the dishes with a popping, red broth. "And I'll also have the deep fried rolls, too. Oh! And are those ones fresh? Yeah, those barbecue fish. Yeah, that! Okay, and Luz, I think we can also go to that other place to...

Puff winced, glancing at Astrid. "...All right," he said. "I guess we'll just have to see how this goes... Here's my question... All of this fighting, all of this struggle. Even in your own world... Why are you fighting for it?" "Can you do it?"

"Ngh--" Puff shook his head. "All right. So maybe you didn't fall for it. That's fine! Because I have a question for you in reply! Astrid!" Puff disappeared in a deft movement, reappearing next to her. "with all this power that you don't have back home, all the way to forge your own path, does...

"I'm sure, one way or another, there was a reason you ended up being picked," Buffet said. "You should be able to pull through. And some humans did eventually return to their homes; it isn't as if they're always trapped. Push forward!"

A letter appears in your dreams. You pick it up, because what else was there to do? But the moment it's opened, you're standing in the middle of a great field of grass with not a sign of civilization anywhere. Inside the letter are instructions on how to play, and a horrible punishment awaiting...

"It could be that the Radiance affected their... activity rather than their mood," Eien said, sighing. "Well... As it stands, that's all we have. I'm going to let Diyem know about this and see if he can do anything about it. Thank you, everyone, for all your efforts."

The parasite ignored Dave for all but one phrase. "Leader... There is no leader. I just am... Ever since I was born... ever since I woke up..." "You really don't understand," the gatherer replied. "What comes... after. After it ends?" The parasite's head slowly, slowly swiveled toward Nate. No...

"Well! how about that..." Puff grinned, looking it over. "All right, then. I guess if that's how you want to play it... show me what you're capable of, Astrid. Just what can you do?" Puff looked like he was about to do something else, but then smirked a little and shrugged. "Well, I guess...

The parasite stared at Nate for a while, then, and then lowered its head, like he wasn't worth the time. Nate got no response. Eien hummed. "I don't know if there's much more here... I don't know if it wants to elaborate at all."

I think Puff... is hiding his moves from you! I think he just tried... something... but it wasn't attacking you. Uh, obviously. I don't know. Did he do something else? So he was performing techniques, but hiding them. Perhaps if Astrid attacked, they would be known... but perhaps that, too, was...

"Parasites?" It hissed, weighing that word in its mind, like it had only listened to it, or bothered listening, for the first time. "I'm not a parasite. I'm a gatherer. And all I've gathered... is how much pain the world hides. The world wants to end. I will gather it all."

It dribbled more corrosive liquid on the ground and hissed. "Nothing is coming." High above, the moon, in large pieces, loomed over them. It was more than halfway repaired by now. "Nothing for everyone."