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Starr was getting angrier with every word outta Luz's mouth. Worse than usual, even. And Luz . . . didn't like it. It felt bad. Everything she thought of to say felt like the wrong thing. Whatever she said was probably gonna make Starr even tetchier, so why even try being bright about anything...

"Every soul that answered Diyem's call is wounded," said Sombra, her voice seeming to ache. "Brisa by the need to be better'n a person can be while still bein' a person, and you by whatever's in yer repressed memories." You deserve some rest. Brisa turned to look at Vix, and studied her more...

"I guess so." Luz scratched the back of her head. ...She could just go start working out. Offer to spot. Call it done, walk out, never mind. "Are you . . . lookin' forward to it?" she tried. She didn't know what the awful rising feeling in her core meant. She was sick of not knowing what her...

Sombra nodded sagely. "Could be a traumatic death, then. A murder, a suicide, somethin' of that nature." "Gods, Sombra. Go easy, will ya?" "I say what I mean to say," answered the Shadow, blank golden eyes narrowing. "Vix does want to remember, an' we don't have the energy to tread gently...

What did she . . . need? It wasn't the reply she'd been expecting. "What makes y'think I need somethin'?" she shot back, too fast. She put a paw to her head. Darn it. "I don't know," she amended, quickly. "Guess I felt like I oughta tell ya in person that the plan is goin' ahead. Bahamut...

Luz scratched her chin. She was a bit out of her depth, to be fair, but she had the feeling that the three of them in that room had fairly different things they imagined when they thought about love. What Brisa felt when she thought about a gal she liked wasn't really something Luz could relate...

"'Cause of yer profession, right?" Luz winked, and flashed a cheerful fang.

"Could be it's where you died," said Sombra, flatly. Brisa winced at the bluntness. "Uh, if'n you're from a world with humans, an' y'weren't always a litwick afore yer life as you've told it t'me, is there a chance you were human, once?"

Aw. Bless Pleo. Luz didn't know if it amused her more that he thought she was pining for someone to love her, or that he thought being 'really nice and cool' was grounds for someone to go head over heels for a creature made of slightly translucent black molasses. "Darlin', that's sweet of ya...

Brisa frowned. There was a burst of anger—Vix was mad at her for helping Owen? Really?—but she ddn't have the energy or the desire to sustain it, and it died immediately. Vix was angry . . . because she'd been unable to contribute. Now that, Brisa could understand. "It's okay that y'couldn't...

One, long, special conversation, huh? Kate didn't even sound all that impressed with the fella, which meant it was somethin' other than plain admiration that made her sigh like that. Fascinating! And kinda cute, too~ "Pardon my sayin' so, but that's a real sweet tale. Sorry it had t'be that...

An interesting perspective for a gal who'd never had a serious relationship. She spoke with such certainty! Perhaps there was more to it than a momentary spark? "So he was a fella, a guard, and it didn't go anywhere. That ain't much, darlin'! C'mon, what did ya like about him? An' how come it...

Worried about her? "Y'wouldn't be the first. She's been ignorin' how much her exhaustion is worryin' folks fer weeks." ...Was that true? ...Yeah. Yeah, it was, wasn't it? It sounded like Vix was really struggling, though. "You, uh . . . said somethin' about bein' too tired fer blind rage?"...

What to ask Kate? Most folks would probably ask her about her shady background, her feats of daring, something like that. What would be unexpected? What might take her off her guard? ...Hmm! Luz grinned wider than she had in a while. "You ever been in love, darlin'?"

Brisa smiled weakly. "Howdy, Vix. Pretty sure y'don't have legs, partner. I hope, ah... Hope you're doin' alright." Her speech turned into a yawn at the end. How tired was she? "It's good t'see you well," said Sombra, quietly. "Y'all were mighty troubled last time we saw ya."

Luz allowed herself a fanged smirk. With Kate's hesitation, and the lack of sixes under her own cup, now seemed a fair opportunity to pounce. Certainly better to try than to raise the bet and lose another round! "I ain't lettin' you get away with that, Kate! Let's see 'em."

Brisa stirred in one of the Null Village huts. How... How long had she been asleep? Had she overslept? "Don't get up. You're still recoverin'." Brisa groaned, as her Shadow put a paw to her shoulder and pressed her down into the bedding again. Sombra's voice was still that wearied wind-like...

"Gotcha, partner." Luz rolled her dice, checked the results, had a think... "Hmm. I'll bet high. Couple fives."

She seemed to really look up to you. "Aw, y'think so?" said Luz, feeling something in her chest. "She didn't let on around me, that's fer sure. Anyway, even if the details vary, the real Luz is credited with a lotta real good. That's pretty unusual fer a legendary pokémon in Brisa's world...

She wasn't anything back home, it wasn't her home, she was a native of Cibus, why did he talk like this— "Eh, I don't exactly . . . exist, back home. The 'real' Luz might not look all that much like me, or talk like me, or act like me. I'm based on stories an' Brisa's fantasies. I ain't got any...