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“Well, then. Have a nice day, Cuicatl.” Celeste said. He began to browse for a book that interested him. <><><><><>

Celeste looked at her with concern, although it wasn’t as if she could see that. Fortunately, his concern was also audible in his voice. “It can’t be what you all deserve. I’ve met plenty of humans here who deserve better than to be wiped out.” That includes you, he wanted to add... but he felt...

Celeste stopped to think. “Well, my world hasn’t ended. It just... doesn’t have humans anymore. Fortunately for us, they didn’t drive us to extinction first before following along themselves. One day, they just... weren’t there anymore.

“That might explain where all the humans in my world went, then. The assumption in my world is that it must have been Arceus’ Judgment, but if humans have weapons as powerful as that... Well, that could also have been it. Makes more sense than Arceus’ involvement.”

A weapon of a scale that could wipe out human life? Celeste thought for a moment... “Say... If one of those weapons were to be set off... What would it look like? Could it, perhaps, be described as a light that burned the very sky itself?”

“Huh. Does that make electric puh-pokémon the strongest where you are?” The otherworldly name for the species he knew from his world still sounded odd to Celeste, but he figured that he’d best get used to it. The story of the groups of humans intrigued him. “Two groups of humans who each...

“Oh, you would?” Celeste had assumed the terse answer was his cue to leave. “How did they get to the moon? Why did they want to make lightning? Did humans do these things just for fulfilment?”

Celeste had a funny feeling that Cuicatl was leaving out all the context that would make that not sound like nonsense. “Ah... I take it you want to get back to your reading?”

Injecting them? Celeste wondered why humans did it that way. He’d seen a glimpse of them in Veritas, and they seemed to have skin and mouths and other more convenient distribution methods. “More advanced at some things than others? If I’m not bothering you... I can’t help but be curious washout...

Celeste seemed surprised by Cuicatl’s response. “Humans have those issues, too? With their level of advancement, I’d have expected them to have some better solution.”

“She’s kind and level-headed. Intelligent, too. Deep into the arcane arts, too. She’s performed her proof of mastery, which she did by... experimenting on herself... Yeah she’s an oddball, but a good sister. Her practice attracts a respectable flow of travellers, those looking for the blood...

“This place is larger than any settlements in my entire world, I think. The technology is more developed, too. It’s a shame it’s me here instead of my sister. She’d be taking notes on all this.”

“I’ve been... okay. This place is a bit densely packed for my liking, but I’ll be fine.” Celeste would be surprised to find that she’d genuinely gone from the way she’d felt before to being better with the whole shadow machine encounter between now and then. How could someone go through that...

Celeste needed a break from all the chaos in this place. Hopefully the library would still be calm. Indeed, it wasn’t too busy, Still, lots of strangers. Strangers, and Cuicatl. He really should check in on her, she didn’t seem to have been doing so well when last they talked. “Hello, Cuicatl...

Logging an hour of writing since my last update

Celeste cracked a smile. That’s exactly what he’d been hoping to hear. “Yes, I think that would would work quite nicely.” <><><><><>

“Yes, something like that. Still don’t know exactly what’s going to happen regarding who’s rooming with who, but I’ll figure it out later.”

“I’m glad to hear it. I’m feeling... better as well.” He still had to figure out where to sleep tonight. “I have to go find where I’m sleeping tonight, but I’m glad to have talked to you... Nip. You, uhh... deserve better.”

“That makes sense. Were I to have been in your place, I’d have gone mad wondering if I was the one in the wrong.”

“And without the intellectual pursuits, you end up living in dirt hovels covered in thorns.” Was that rude? Best to say something nice. “I can see why such a place was no home to you. You don’t seem nearly brutish enough to fit in there.”