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Brisa's mouth skewed in consternation. "What about before? Was he so troubled afore comin' t'Cibus?"

Brisa chuckled at the contact and the optimistic encouragement. Koa was a lucky kid to have a teammate like this back home. "I'm tryin' to let myself be happy," she replied, voice low. "I appreciate the kind words, partner. Sounds like maybe this ain't th'first tiime you've had t'say this sorta...

Brisa nodded along with what Echo was saying. Gods, she was tired, but the crobat was so earnest. "I guess so. Bein' crazy-strong since I were a kid and not fittin' in too well made life kinda complicated fer me back in my own world. Here, I got opportunity aplenty to use my strength fer good...

Luz nodded, grinning. "I like the sound of her too. I just hope everythin' works out alright, y'know?" She tapped her claws on her chin, making tiny little dull sounds, of firmed-up ectoplasm, and not keratin. "I figure I'll change too, over time. That's what livin' even is, maybe. But hey. I'm...

"No idea what I'd be like without the inborn 'legacy'," mused Luz. "I like t'think I chose it while I was gestatin'. But who knows? You're probably right in that shades with some kinda aspiration or predetermined traits'd have an easier time just havin' an identity. And now this eternatus...

Someone who was both a special friend and could make you so much stronger. Brisa had someone like that already. Someone human, even. What would it be like t'be that way with her, huh? "Yeah, Mew Sword and Lucario Shield. They're a real pair, those two. Without his advice, I'd've trounced the...

"Yeah. Means the things I care about bein' are the things that Luz Escarpa was said to be. Strong, brave, bold, fightin' fer what's right. And entirely charmin', of course~" She flashed her widest, brightest smile at Soul. She'd be lying if she pretended not to get a kick out of being liked...

There was more Brisa could say about that than she could stand to right now. She settled for changing subject. "There are a few trainers on the team," mused Brisa. "No trained 'mon, 'til you, partner. What's that like? He treat ya well?"

"No kiddin'," replied Brisa. She acceded to Echo's prompting and took a berry between her claws to eat. "Guessin" this stuff ain't the sort of thing either of y'all're used to back home," she commented. "Fer me neither, but at least I got some experience with suspicious, angry folks thinkin'...

Brisa couldn't help but smile. It was borderline infuriating how sweet Echo was. He reminded her of Luz on her 'up' days. "Yeah." She groaned, and shifted to lie on her flank. She'd pushed herself so much she was practically cramping up. "Ah . . . nah. Things're tough right now, partner."...

Brisa collapsed onto the living room couch with a soft thud. One ear pricked at the sound of Echo's wings. "Howdy," she mumbled into the cushion.

Luz nodded. "Identity ain't somethin' fixed at creation anyway. I realised recently that I've got less t'do with the actual Luz Escarpa than I do with Brisa, an' what Brisa imagined herself t'be when she were young. That realisation... I'd say jus' bein' aware of it makes me a li'l different...

Luz felt what she imagined would show as a blush on a body other than her own. She put a paw to her cheek. "Darlin', yer too sweet by half," she admonished. "I sure ain't unbreakable, and I got concerns aplenty now that I've had a hot second to live and be, but I reckon I'm still that gal...

"An' that's a good thing, ain't it?" Luz leaned back again. "I do remember back then, yeah. I remember bein' all jumped up thinkin' I was invincible and everythin' would always work out. Then I buckled the second somethin' went really wrong fer me fer th'first time. Sounds like you're buildin'...

Brisa nodded, and made a small noise in her throat. "I've come t'know Thyme well enough, and I've had occasion t'meet Pine an' Bone. Not so much Pita. I know the gist. I know their situations are different t'my own." She frowned, and wondered if it would be acceptable to take more cake. She...

Brisa winced a little, but the cake took the edge off it, and she knew a comment like that would be inevitable. "It's a fair point, ma'am. But even temporarily, even if I forget it after, I wanna have somethin' like that at least once in my life." She hummed, and tapped a claw against her...

"Impressive trick y'got there," said Brisa, with a low whistle. "Wonder if y'could teach me a thing or two 'bout electricity manipulation." Oh, yeah. Advice. Brisa took a smaller centre piece and enjoyed its smell and warmth for a moment while she spoke. "My apologies if'n this sounds a li'l...

"Cibus has the most remarkable culinary tradition," said Brisa, smiling. If Owen was hungry and underindulged, this would help. "If'n y'all don't mind, I'd like to shelve that one 'til Owen and I take our concerns to the chief. Might be wise to have Pop join us fer that one, and perhaps a...

Brisa directed her gaze at the cake as she listened to Wishkeeper rant. None of it was particularly unfair or unjustified. Repressed dark thoughts needn't be irrational nonsense, of course. Sombra was evidence enough of that if Wishkeeper wasn't already. Why was Owen's shadow so agitated now...

Brisa bit her cheek. How to handle this...? Certainly not by letting on that Wishkeeper was audible. It wasn't the time. But even so, she had to let Owen know he didn't have to hide his frustrations around her... "I just got done makin' things right with Vix before her moonshot," she said...