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"Well, people judge one another all the time." Bahamut shrugged. "For any number of reasons... not all of which are bad faith. It just happens. It's the nature of conscious thought, I suppose." He pointed at his head. "I can't act like I'm not guilty of it. I'm fairly confident some of our...

"Etherium was supposed to be a reset point for me," Bahamut continued. "I came across a planet that already been decimated. I was so tired of everything. So, I decided to try and make a home. I caused quakes and eruptions with Psychic to bring healthy, rich minerals to the planet's surface, then...

"There were places. But a handful of folks could not stand up to mobs." Bahamut laughed bitterly. "And, of course, there was Eternatus." This shade was trying to tease things out of him. "If you want the so-called scandalous part, then you should've asked for it out of the gate." Blue and...

Bahamut nodded. "The story was similar. I would go to a plant, seeking a home. I would try to endear myself to the locals by helping them. And instead of thanks, they would either try to capture me or chase me off, claiming me to be some sort of monster looking to enslave them. Sometimes there...

Bahamut looked at a house to his right. "I'm not sure that's something you really want to hear." He wrapped his left lower wing around the protrusion on his left leg. "All stars come with expiration dates. They release their light in explosive bursts of energy and fizzle out. The only reason I...

So, that was it. A very different concern from what Cal had talked with him about. Perhaps it would be good for Cola to witness, too, for one reason or another. Bahamut lowered himself to the ground and sat cross-legged. "You haven't been alive for long. This was your first experience with...

Bahamut tucked his head down and hummed. "Well, the... sturdiness of your cores was made very clear to us when we first found the stones. However..." His voice trailed off and he tapped his crystalline chin with a wing-claw. "The other part sounds like an assumption to me. No one knows...

"Sure." Bahamut floated in place for a single second. "Well, it was nice catching up with you." He bobbed his head, then did an abrupt one-eighty. His bag jostled a bit, forcing him to turn back around, sighing. "I assume you need more time than that?" Bahamut said, completely straight-faced.

"And this is apparently residential housing for VIPs." Bahamut wasn't sure why he told Cola that. He probably knew it already. Should've just been honest. "I swore I sensed Reshiram's energy around here. I believe he lives with Kyurem and Zekrom, so worst case scenario we can ask her where...

Had no one else considered that possibility? Bahamut was used to it at this point. His thinking was warped. In any case, he was less suspicious of Zekrom than before. “Well, I’ve taken enough of your time.”

"... hmph. How do you know it's not the other way around?" Bahamut wondered. "You said Dark Matter seemed prepared. What if what showed up was the one that was supposed to be from Balm's world... and the one tied to this planet is the one who never materialized?" Perhaps Bahamut's teammates...

Bahamut looked up at the sun. "So, the Dark Matter of this world failed completely. But in Maple's world, it apparently succeeded." Humming, he tucked his head down. "In the days before I lost my light, I would preach of something I called the 'will of causality.' The belief that nothing...

Bahamut frowned. "Was it actually, y'know, destroyed?"

"Gave up?" Bahamut hummed in thought. "No one mentioned that to me."

A bitter laugh. "Well, our team's boss didn't give us much of a say in the matter. Tried to sucker us in with a pep talk about having heroics, but I believe he summoned us at complete random. And now we can't leave." He shook his head. "It still amazes me that someone like him has a mate. And...

Bahamut shrugged. "When one is irredeemably corrupted back home, one gets used to such experiences." His wings drooped. "It's... unfortunate that my teammates are getting things so much worse than I am. But I'm not a people person. Haven't been one in a long time. So, I can't really help them...

"I would think that would be something you'd want to be specific on," Bahamut deadpanned. "My whole being is driven by betrayal-induced paranoia and a sense of hopelessness leading to anger and aggression." A long pause. "See? Easy."

"... tch. That answer is blander than a loaf of white bread," Bahamut said, upper wings crossed. "Where's your sense of drive? Have you been on the job so long it's bored you?" A slight smirk tugged at his beak. "The Zekrom I knew back home would need reminders to use her indoor voice."

"I see." Bahamut's tail lazily swayed back and forth. It didn't seem like she was intentionally withholding anything. More like... she didn't want to step on Reshiram's toes? That was the impression he got, anyway. "What do ideals mean to you, Zekrom?"

Ethics commission? Porygon augmentation? "So... you have some relation to Chip, then? The one that gave us all our badges." Bahamut scooped his out and waved it around. "We've still been trying to figure out about the glitch that led to fake messages being sent to the team. You wouldn't have...