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[[Oh cool semi sniped by Equi. But I think we kinda covered slightly different angles?]]

"...Hold." Alexander hummed, looking between the hybrid Dragon and then the others. "You. Hybrid-freak. You mentioned that you didn't use your power on the zeroth night. How do you know this so certainly?" The Hydreigon pulled from the records, reading a few aloud in a mocking tone. He...

"Anger," Fugu said, nodding. "Yes. There was a lot of anger in the way you spoke about your situation. We can begin there." It was clear that begin, too, held a lot of weight. Somehow, some way, Fugu had become the one that Brisa had signed up for. She was confident that this would not be the...

Sword and Shield looked at one another, then nodded. "Yeah," Shield said for them both. "I think that would be nice."

"I don't really know," Sword said. "I think... the new Mew that was born... never needed to be born on Telum, because I never disappeared. I'm that Mew, still." She looked at her tiny paws. "...I don't know if that's better, or worse... but I guess I'm back to being Mew again."

Sword nodded. "I guess so..." "Zinc said that physically, Sword's going to be fine. She's just low on energy right now, and probably also getting used to her new body. I had no idea you were actually Mew..." "I... learned it right before going to the Tree. Xerneas told me. But I never had the...

Fugu approached Brisa during her stunned state and brought a foreleg out, pulling her in. "The battle is over," she told her. "You can relax. You don't need to keep fighting." There seemed to be more weight behind her words with that last statement. Slowly, she guided Brisa to one of the seats...

Sword looked away. "I don't really know if... I'm ready for friends," she admitted. Shield held her a little tighter. "Hey, it's alright. What we all said was real. We knew you weren't under control. You... had a lot you went through. A-and now you're better, right?" "It all felt like...

Sword shook her head. "We weren't able to get that far. Red did..." "Apparently all Red saw was Giovanni fighting Silver, or something," Shield said. "And from there... Well, I don't really know where Mewtwo went, but maybe deeper into the Tree of Life or something..."

Potluck is generally evasive and remarks that it is heavy and small, that he hasn't worn it often, and that he thinks it was very recently thanks to that time seeing the spy. While he doesn't like the mask, he does acknowledge its necessity.

"I... don't really know. Sorry." Sword shook her head and tried to rest again. "I don't really know anything about what's going on in the Tree... or what Giovanni had to do with this one, either, if he did. It's all so strange. I didn't even know what an Eterna...whatever was until a few weeks...

"...Hm." Alexander glanced around. "It occurred to me that this deadline of 4 deaths--which the arsonist would surely attempt to ignite at that time--would not have even been known had the very first act of the first day not been... revealing said deadline. The arsonist could have gone on and...

"And that," Fugu said, parrying the final strike with a forceful push. "And that is the shadow of your Shadow. The legacy you did not ask for, but instead fell into! You are seeking a place to go... but have you found it? Or are you afraid and unsure?" "Sometimes, when you are in such a...

"And yet," Fugu said, hissing as some of Brisa's onslaught of attacks started to wear on her hide. Her body was solid and muscular and unwavering, but even the greatest of mountains could be eroded by a persistent enough storm, "you are left with so much pain because you are trapped in this...

"Innocents who claim what you do isn't enough!" Fugu countered, reeling back to grab her scalchop before bursting back for another ramming strike. "Heroes who blindly strain their spirits because they fall for a great pitfall--placing their value so heavily in how others think!" "If you have...

Fugu staggered back when Brisa disarmed her with her pushing back. Her scalchop went flying off to the side of the room; she glanced at it briefly, but then refocused her efforts on Brisa. "What has you trapped?" Fugu questioned as balls of water formed on her hind legs. She propelled forward...

"And so you keep fighting, aiming for that perfection and that recognition from a world that expects endlessly more?" Fugu asked. "That seems to be the situation you have been placed in. How do you see yourself?" Fugu pressed her dull blade against Brisa's shoulder, locking them both in place...

"I'm not sure," Diyem said. "Maybe some further checks with this new knowledge could help, but this raises a big question of why it was done in the first place. Unless..." Diyem hummed. "Unless Giovanni was counting on being captured... but having his true self be free with us. Could he have...

"I don't think we met before..." Sword curled up a little, trying to think, but was turning up nothing. "...I was just messing with Giovanni because it seemed fun. And this tiny part of me was telling me that I should have... Maybe because I knew that he was the same Nidoking from before..."...

"I... don't know who he is. But I know that he was the one who rescued me from..." "Giovanni," Shield said. Sword nodded. "The scary Mewtwo. Both of them. Um... But..." She sighed. "I don't... I don't know. I don't even know if it was male. But I felt... safe. I felt safe. And he kept saying...