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"Wonderful," Truffle said, patting Leg on the top of her disguise. She made a pleased, hissing noise. "I think that will be just the sort of thing we need about now, too."

Leg quivered a little and Truffle let out a laugh that was akin to his usual explosive boom. "It looks like she's more than willing!" said the Decidueye. "I'll be sure to assist in reserving a position there. You know, we have been bringing in quite a bit of activity to Destiny Colosseum."

Truffle chuckled. "Ah, well." His usual cheer was back, even if it was kept quiet so Leg wouldn't be startled by all the noise. It was interesting how quietly Truffle was when at home, sometimes. "I suppose had it not been for that power nullification, we would have been in a significantly...

"Ah, yes. Leg has a bit of battleheart in her. Myself, I do prefer defending. I suppose I do have a few strikes that I have memorized in case there is a need... but I certainly leave those to Potluck and Maple, really." Leg seemed pleased with herself.

"Time with Leg is time to myself," Truffle replied. "I get to relax. I always enjoy having... someone to help, even if it's in a leisurely sense. I meditate, I practice my shields and my wards... Cooking is nice. Little treats for the team..."

"He probably can't see anything, but maybe he can give us insight on what it means," Owen said. "He's replying now." Shield passed through the Ice chamber and continued onward with Owen, Cal, and Cynthian. "Okay. Pop says... that the only places that would be a risk to something like that...

"Of course." And with just the food waiting, Truffle finally took a moment to relax in a seat nearby. Leg was quick to scuttle over to Truffle and rest under his right wing. "We all do need some time to relax..."

Shield frowned, pensive. "Just because a place is strongly tied to Ley Lines doesn't mean it's going to let them go in all directions like that. Unless..." "Unless there's a place that's explicitly mentioned to be tied in that way," Owen said. "Isn't the Tree of Life that way?" "But we've been...

"Well," he said, "your dreams and her dreams don't necessarily need to be the same, even if you are... nearly literally cut from the same cloth." Leg had finally relaxed enough to back away from Truffle, and it seemed like their food was finished in terms of prep. Now, they only had to wait for...

"Of course." Giovanni didn't even bat an eye.

"Ah?" Truffle cocked his head at that. "I see. So in the end, your folklore also includes a system much like... this one, with perhaps a mortal one day becoming something of a legend. Though, considering it's far more than folklore in this world, I do wonder... Well. That isn't really important...

And again, no substantial response. "I'm beginning to wonder if they can even understand us. They just operate at some basic level..." "Maybe they're illusions, and she can't really see us right now?" "No. Their eyes follow you. But..." Shield sighed. "I don't know. This is all so strange. And...

Truffle smiled sadly. "The story of why you'd be leaving your home behind."

"Absolutely," Truffle replied. "When this is over... I would not be against taking you along. After all, the drawback of leaving behind your home... Cibus is as much a home to you as anywhere else is, hm? Perhaps your story is already... enough."

"Well... I'm only trying to help. Something that will benefit both of us. But while this setback would only inconvenience me, I think it will harm you much more. If I wanted to even things out... I'd need something in return for this exchange. Still, in that light..." He smirked. "You've...

No reply at first, so Shield and the team continued on. The Lucario's ear twitched. "I hear giggling," he said. "It's Sword. But..." "I think I hear it, faintly," Owen said. "But your hearing's better than mine." "What, your Perceive can't hear anything?" "No. Only physical objects, not...

There was no reaction. Additionally, Mewtwo's skin did not have any 'give' that Rocky could push through. The body was solid. Any place that Rocky tried to make contact with the body, however, made his ectoplasmic fingers sizzle and partially evaporate, losing its form, like there was still a...

"It helps immensely," he replied easily, and that seemed to put a little bit of light back in his aura. "I would... certainly have not gotten so far with myself had it not been for Joule, Maple, and all the others. I do owe them my life. And even when we fail... we've had so many successes. Our...

Owen winced, glancing at Wishkeeper. His head looked fuzzy, like he was having trouble maintaining his form. "I'll be honest," Owen said. "Something about Darkwhite is always really hard for me to read, and it's like these apparitions are only half-there. I can't make out anything specific...

"We've tried before," Shield muttered, "but I guess it wouldn't hurt to try again. Sword! Can you hear me?" The apparition giggled, hands only barely covering her oversized mouth, as she sank into the wall. Her eyes and smile lingered longer than the rest of her body, even as it had completely...