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Shield listened quietly, nodding. Cabot modified the question's premise. That was all he really needed to know... He was not ready to answer something like that. And it was fair, really. He couldn't. Not without going against what he had already said. "Right," Shield said, nodding. "I suppose...

Shield listened, though by the time Cabot was done, he wondered something... "Fine. I'll keep it in mind, too, if you keep what I say in mind. I just have... one last question for you." Finally, Shield got to his feet, looking like he was going to try to speak with those cleaning up his room...

After some delay due to logistics and careful planning and scouting, Maple arranged for a small, specialized team to come with her to investigate the Isle of Light one final time--hopefully to find any remaining clues left of them. With her was Millijoule, Soda, Truffle, and a few members of...

"It's good to meet you, Ivy," Owen said with a laugh. "Though, we should probably be careful about going around in a place like this... It's kind of a little unmonitored compared to the rest of town. Maybe we should head back for now, or something."

"Hey!" Cal flicked her tail away. "That's personal! It's like, my projection source or something. Or another eye. I don't know." "It's mimicking a Charmander's flame," Wishkeeper remarked, but then glanced skyward. "...Hmm. Owen wants to return. I suppose I'll be speaking with you all later."...

"I suppose not," Karat conceded with a scowl. "...Except for one person. But I don't think any of you would be happy about it. Assuming it's not someone who is literally affiliated with Rockets... I'm very skeptical that your leader is doing this out of the goodness of his black heart. Heroes...

"Maybe," Wishkeeper said, grinning while Cal tried the first set of mochi balls. "I think after Cynthian's hibernation, he'd appreciate some good treats, wouldn't he? I mean, he'd probably also enjoy the sun..." He trailed off. "Maybe we should visit Treasure Town again sometime. It's a lot warmer."

"You pick interesting friends," Shield said with a frown. "I'd be careful about being so ready to follow authority just because of their position. If Dark Matter ever does or says something suspicious... Be careful. Don't forget what he did to a world."

They stared each other down, the mutant Legend and the daughter of his creator from a world far away. He listened to Seyka's statement and was more disturbed than he'd ever admit to how much he had a point. "Fine," Karat said, "here's my angle. Giovanni seemed to know every single move we made...

"I don't," Karat said, shaking his head. "I just felt the suppression aura in this room go away, and at the same time, tremors outside, so I investigated... "But as for who the spies could be... I don't really know. I researched a lot about your team and gathered the information I could, so I...

"How do you know," Shield retorted, "that a literal embodiment of negativity does not have an ulterior motive?"

Karat glared, looking Starr over. It looked like he had something to say somewhere, but closed his eyes and opted for a more productive response. "I guess, all things considered," he said, "that's true. If you are his spies, any of you, then you must already know what I know." He adjusted his...

"Why is your patron so insistent on saving a world he has no part of?" Shield asked simply. "Dark Matter is not someone who acts out of the goodness of his heart, and I do not buy the explanation that he is doing it to repent. There is more that he is not telling you."

Karat didn't seem too pleased at the line of questioning. "And why exactly should I answer you?" he asked. "Giovanni... He's clever. I only escaped from my world's version of him through luck, power, and other humans getting in the way. This Giovanni... is one who won. And he's already gotten...

"Considering that I was once seeing your activities as something to destroy the world again, and I am still cooperating with you now, I think that speaks volumes," Shield said. Gods, this Cranidos was annoyingly persistent in points he had no place to peel away. "So you think that your Dark...

Wishkeeper looked unnerved at first, but forced a lopsided smile anyway. "Well, er, I suppose--" "Now, hang on just a second!" Cal called, marching toward them with her ember blazing. "What's the big idea, huh? Going around with a new Ultra Shade just because I ran off?" "You see, Ivy, I got...

Wishkeeper grinned. "Then let's get some mochi." It was a short walk through the small crowd, most of the passerby citizens giving them a spare glance or two, but after so much time in Destiny Village, they didn't get much more than that. They were just 'those odd outsiders' or 'the not-Dark...

"...It's technically Wishkeeper Owen, not..." He cleared his throat. "I'm neither great nor mighty. At least, I do not think of myself as that--I'm just another member on the team fighting toward the same goal. A lot of us on the team were leaders of another back home; it's better if I not butt...

Wishkeeper frowned, but then decided it wouldn't be worth pursuing. Ivy was happy, at least. Cynthian... Perhaps he could help him later. "It's to help differentiate the two personalities," Wishkeeper said. "Owen and I are of the same spirit, and technically of the same mind. The Shadows...

"It's ethereal in nature," Wishkeeper said, giving Ivy a pensive look, narrowing his eyes. "If I get too excited, or I'm in a battle, it burns hot. You should... be careful about that sort of thing." Wishkeeper cleared his throat, then continued forward. "So, Ivy. Do you know anything about who...