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Ah. So they were still dealing with the events at the Bluff, were they? That had been the start of her feud with Starr, who was now among her most trusted friends. How long ago that seemed. Well. She sure could talk about shadows. "The thoughts an' feelings that come with shadows ain't always...

"Well, what I keep tellin' folks of late is, Team Spectrum is more fearsome by a hundredfold when we work t'gether. Our greatest strength ain't raw power, but synergy, force multiplication, or in other words–" "Teamwork," said Luz, with satisfaction. "Yeah, teamwork." "Still reckon Brisa can...

Brisa nodded, suppressing a grin at Luz. "Yeah, we've done just about all the serious sparrin' we can afford. An' some of our new moves are rough as hell on a gal's endurance. Mine is exhaustin' t'keep usin', an' when Saltriv hits me with their new power-strengthenin' technique it feels like...

"Or the weapon's a part of her," said Brisa. "Connected to her aura. Inseparable." She scratched her chin. "I once saw my pa reach out a paw and have one of his wands fly to his palm. I always figured it were telekinesis, but maybe it's somethin' pokémon with natural weapons can just do, if...

Brisa nearly mentioned that Karat could just let himself out of the holding cells anyway, but thought better. She considered remarking on Diyem's shadow warhammer, then reconsidered. She bit her tongue a lot around Cibus natives compared to Team Spectrum, it seemed. "Y'know, there're other...

Brisa thought of a few comments she might make in reply, but Nip was right. They were both exhausted, and they'd both come here looking for rest. Best not to get carried up in work when it was bothersome to her teammate. Still. It'd been a genuine pleasure to get to know her most reserved friend...

"Yeah," agreed Brisa. "I got a duty back home, but nobody waitin' fer me. I think about stayin' here . . . damn near daily at this point. Even so..." She smiled, but it was a sadness in her heart that came with it. "I'm proud of what we've done here. If I gotta go, I'll go knowin' I did...

"Fer th'better, I don't doubt," said Brisa, quickly. Sometimes the degree to which Cibus had been good for her was oddly painful. Poignant, maybe. "Even with our blindin' pal up there, all this is more'n worth it fer me. My life here means more than it ever did back home." Nip sure wasn't...

Brisa knew that there were folks on the team with painful secrets. She'd had no trouble being accepted by most despite her personal demons, not that she'd shared them in full with too many people herself, but as far as she knew, Starr hadn't told anyone else about those dark things she'd...

Trustworthy. That was something she strove to be, for everyone. He really thought of her as someone he could put trust in? "Stars, Nip, I... Thank you." How strange, that she was having a conversation like this, former loner to former loner. Cibus was a strange place indeed, that such people...

"Alright, well... The important thing is that we pull through as a team an' keep control of the fight. Sometimes that means not every individual shines through, but it does mean everyone plays th'most essential part an' we do everythin' we can to keep each other fightin'. So far we've always...

Brisa thought of all the occasions Nip had winded her in a private sparring session, and tried to muster up some sympathy for his present predicament. "You usually mess with my offence with yer Radiant techniques when we spar. That ain't good enough fer ya since the tourney?" Hmm. Why had he...

Brisa very much doubted that Starr and Nip had spent as long on strategies and training as she had with Owen. But to be fair, the two of them spent longer on those things day-in, day-out than almost anyone. "You'n' me both, partner. My body back home was made of sterner stuff than this; it...

Closer up, it was easy to perceive just how hard Nip had been hit in that last match. Physically and emotionally. The weavile still looked winded, despite his characteristically polite speech, and his scent was shot through with stress. Brisa wouldn't ever want to have held back in a fight, but...

Drinks and a chinwag with Icetales was a pleasant way to pass some minutes, but Brisa's muscles and mind still ached. Time to think about an actual rest period back in her dorm. With any luck, she'd be alone—not that Kate was bad company, she just... She was still used to sleeping alone, in...

"Anthus." Luz spoke his name with a smile. "It's my pleasure to know you, Decidueye Anthus." She rose again to leave, and to leave Anthus to his book, happy to have given him a moment's comfort. She had a feeling he deserved more. <><><><><>

Luz let Truffle maintain the embrace for as long as he needed. Fella probably didn't get enough hugs. Stars knew most folks didn't. "Whatever happens," she said, quietly, "you done good. Y'best believe it."

Luz nodded, satisfied. It wasn't an invitation, but it was friendly. Good enough for now. "Thank ye kindly fer yer time, partner," she said, a little softer than her normal pep. She stood, hesitated for a moment before leaving, and then . . . didn't. She rounded the table, leaned down, and...

"I hear ya. Don't have any bright ideas myself, but . . . I understand what yer sayin'." Luz shivered, wondering how the populace of Cibus would take the loss of their creator-deity, and how Joule would take having slaim him, should he recover from his fugue. A dreadful business all round...

Luz cocked her head. "What're you sayin', exactly? You're done tryin' to make the sacrifice play, an' now ya fear Arceus is about to bite dust?" She drummed her claws on the table, frowning. "Can't say as I think it's a bad way t'go, savin' th'entire planet, but ain't there another means of...