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“As opposed to you, who just fucked off one day and never returned? Yeah, stellar father-daughter relationship. She regularly calls you a motherfucker, but I guess you didn’t know that because you haven’t even seen her in fucking years.”

"Based on what, she thought really hard about it one time because she wanted to get you out of her fucking head? Not exactly the gold standard of evidence there."

Glad to hear you let your daughter kill and die for a good reason. Dave's stomach twisted; he bared his teeth at the Delphox. "Oh, wow, Mr. fucking Listening Comprehension over here. No, jackass, she had impulses to kill and then she didn't act on them, because I fucking taught her not to, until...

Dave gritted his teeth, feeling his pulse pounding in his ears. "Mia didn't just fucking murder someone off the street. She was there rescuing a kid who'd been kidnapped, with a bunch of other kids, from a bunch of gun-wielding god-botherers out to kill all of them. They were in the fucking right."

Dave's lips twisted into a snarl. "Brisa's alive and Mia isn't because you didn't have a bunch of murderous shits target her for being who she is, you reprehensible fuckwad. You think they wouldn't have shot her too? What, you think you could've stopped them, as a human, without the fucking...

Oh, he loved her. What a way of showing it. Dave thought of Brisa, in Shadow form, going on about how she was dangerous and violent and needed to be put down, all because of his fuckery, but oh, no, it was okay because he loved her. "Yeah, you should be fucking ashamed. You traumatized her and...

Dave tasted bile in the back of his mouth, nausea crawling in his stomach. The nerve of this fucker. Why'd he even tell this slimy fuck why Mia died? Would he ever not have just taken it out of context and squeezed that square peg into the round hole of the rhetorical bludgeon he wanted? "Fuck...

Dave gritted his teeth, rage boiling in his throat. "No, you fucking ingrate. She was a genetically engineered half Scyther, in a world where Pokémon aren't fucking sapient. She didn't have normal human empathy. She actually wanted to kill and eat people and I just had to teach her why she...

That'd hit a sore spot. Wasn't like that, of course it wasn't. "By which you mean you tried to erase it from her memory? That doesn't mean it wasn't fucking real, Jesus. What, you think because you've got psychic powers you can just rewrite reality so that anything inconvenient never happened...

"I mean, correct me if I'm fucking wrong, but the way she described it, you were having an argument about her playing with her friend too hard, you were all up in her brain about it like the world's most possessive parent, she imagined some shit to make you go away, and you called her a violent...

Dave let out a barking chuckle. Well, wasn't that almost suspiciously specific. "Funny thing about that. Yeah, I'm familiar, I've got eight of them. Got some shitty laws where I come from, too. Dying to hear how the law made you want to put your daughter down and call her an animal. You know...

Oh, of course, there was the guy Brisa'd described. "I mean, I know enough. How about we start with the bit where you merrily broadcast to your daughter that you'd like to put her down like a fucking animal because she was a bit of an edgy teen? Because that was a memorable tidbit. Here's a...

"The fuck's that supposed to mean?"

Dave sighed irritably. "Look, the point here was meant to be that you could help. But apparently we can't physically bring you over anyway, so that's kind of a moot point even if you wanted to."

"Yeah, hi," Dave said, narrowing his eyes at the Delphox. "David Ambrose. I'm here because your daughter asked me to."

Mia darted higher to avoid the worst of the Heat Wave. It was a wide-range move and hard to dodge completely, but this way it only singed her feet. She pushed her boosted speed harder, trying to stay ahead of the wave, waiting for the moment the attack died down and she could dip in for an...

"I am, too." Mia had learned about the rules behind friendly battles since hatching. Asking first, starting in particular places, waiting to start until everyone's ready. They were annoying and arbitrary, like most rules, but of course, she had figured, and Dave had confirmed (though she hadn't...

Mia was in the middle of practicing her slashes when someone bounced into the room and started asking questions. She finished a lunge at the reinforced punching bag before she looked up. It was a familiar, like her, in the shape of an Infernape, followed by the Mudkip she remembered from the...

Reviewed chapter 44 of Salvage.

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