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"Hmph. At least she has some sense," Wishkeeper commented, glaring at Owen. "Why won't you ever say the same?" "...Brisa's right. What just happened was... basically the reason behind why we didn't go out of our way to tell everyone right away. It could have blown up all at once..." "Have some...

Cal did mind, but she'd also asked first, and it would be rude not to return the favor. She pulled from her bag a simple meal that Owen had cooked for her. She didn't eat, she only had a vague sense of what it meant to taste things, and she didn't really know if it actually provided energy for...

"Owen, hm?" Puff asked. "He does seem to hang around you a lot. Maybe he'll have some insight about the team, too. Though, I'm not so sure that you've gone along with it so much as... Well. I think playing the devil doesn't fit the bill otherwise."

"Sure." The two Charizard sat across from one another, both of the same species in so many ways, and yet they still felt different. Cal wasn't sure what to make of that. "What memories did you wind up inheriting?" Cal asked, rummaging through a bag she'd bought some time ago to hold her stuff...

"Just going for a walk to take my mind off things," Cal said, bringing her arms behind her head. She folded her wings down. "I kinda like the vibe of this place. Not as sterile as the rest of Destiny Village, y'know? I feel like I can actually have something like fun here."

"Perhaps so," Puff said. "It seems that there is some discourse between Team Spectrum after all."

Puff's ear flicked, like he'd heard something odd. "The devil who keeps them grounded?"

"Absolutely necessary, huh?" Puff asked. "Guess that's why you left the fighting to the others so you can keep them safe. For someone bent on power and destruction, you really do seem to have defense in mind."

Raven wasn't the only one around familiar with the recent mission's disastrous end. Yet another Charizard wraith wandered the streets, ignoring the curious stares and followers until she spotted Raven, tilting her head. Well, at least she'd returned... "Hey," Cal said, waving. "Didn't think I'd...

"I don't think that would be necessary," Puff replied coolly. "There are lots of trees here. That one doesn't look very healthy anyway. Why not demonstrate that way?"

Puff nodded again, then looked Bahamut over. "Well, I suppose I do have one more question for you," he said. "You say that you are a healer in this world, but I believe it's also true that you have one technique that can draw out some of your destructive power." Puff gestured to a nearby tree...

Soda just shook his head. "I dunno, an asshole, I guess," he replied, though it seemed more like he was still thrown off a little by the last question he'd answered. Still, he didn't look interested in revisiting the way Arceus had been. Perhaps that was all he remembered in any sort of detail.

Puff could have had more to ask, but for one reason or another, he seemed to let that settle. Perhaps he would ask others for more. "That's a good point," he said. "They seem very stubborn to fight for what they think is right. But what about you? What are you fighting for, if you are still...

"He never gave the order to kill," Puff commented, "even for those that perhaps could have been for less trouble. I think he could have, with enough convincing. If your powers had been tuned a different way. And I heard tell that Owen is already predisposed to being used in such a way... Perhaps...

Soda looked off, thinking. "...I guess there were dumb things. She'd get really pissed if you threw something out that she wasn't done with yet. Like, she'd have to see for herself that it went bad, because of course it was just fine yesterday... That kinda crap." Soda was smiling. "And...

Puff nodded. "Eliminating a problem entirely to prevent it from getting worse," he said. "It's interesting that Dark Matter, of all entities, would have tried to mask your powers in that way if it was for the sake of not killing anyone. Did Diyem not also intend to kill Eien, had things gone...

"So you're typically one of great offense, rather than your reputation at the Colosseum as an indominable fortress?" Puff asked as he wrote more notes down. "Do you think there is a reason your leader did that, if he did?"

Puff noted it down. "Power enough to fight Eternatus?"

Zekrom nodded gently. "It was a mistake," she said, "but I do not think you would be seen as unethical for it. What's important now is following up and rectifying what can be fixed. From what I've heard, you already did so. You gave the information to everyone and now everyone is at the same...

Soda didn't look like it was his favorite set of memories, particularly because he wasn't sure if any of it was real after all. "...Sorta like this world, but different names, different geography, but the same gimmick. All Pokemon, no humans. No idea what happened with the humans, but there's a...