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Shane nodded. "Fine by me." He smiled at him. "Let's go see if we can't find a store, then. I'm Shane, by the way."

Shane finished the last of the salad. "Did you want to go right this second? I'm not entirely sure what this place has as far as shopping and stuff." There was also the fact that Shane didn't exactly pay for this salad. Had someone started some sort of interdimensional tab?

"I'm saying Nero and I can use it... or something like it... to build a device that could work," Shane said between bites of salad. "The two of us are training to work with spiritual energy."

[S0urdough > Team Spectrum]: Diyem just barfed up someone else. An electrike. [S0urdough > Team Spectrum]: No, I have no idea why it's happening.

"Well, the good news is you're not the only new arrival." Bahamut pointed to the door Pana went into earlier. "A pancham also got spit up not long before you. So, uh, you've got company." He was sorely tempted to say something more along the lines of "misery loves company," but somehow held his...

"Oh, we can help with that." Shane's tails wagged. "All we need is something like a soothe bell and we're golden."

Shane wasn't sure the way he phrased that warranted some sort of congratulations. "That's... good." He ate another bite of his meal. "Maybe we could work on trying to get rid of that thing, so it won't be getting in the way like that? I know Nero hated the helmet. He's been much happier since he...

Shane's ears flattened. "... oh. I was really hoping that would work." He rested his head on the table, trying to look over the guy's helmet. "Maybe there's a hatch or something on it?"

"Uh, sure." Shane took another bite of his food then looked at the other dish. "Y'know, some pokémon without mouths seem to be able to, like, absorb food if they hold it up to their heads. Maybe you should try pressing that against your helmet and, like, think about eating it?"

Shane blinked. "Are they? Because Nero is... not that," he mumbled. When his cheeks reddened, so did his eyes... and his chest. Bits of red light poked through his blue-white ruff.

Another trainer. Well, at least Starr was still here, so he'd have— oh, who was Bahamut kidding? Starr would probably be as friendly toward him as a seviper to a zangoose on the planets they inhabited. "I'm Bahamut. I'm a necrozma." He wanted the shortest, simplest explanation. "As for your...

"You're on Cibus, a planet of only pokémon," Bahamut said, upper wings crossing. "The short version is that you were randomly summoned to help save the planet from a crisis. But something went wrong with your summoning... so you wound up here a few months later than the rest of us." One of his...

Shane set down his plate and sat on the cushion positioned on the floor for 'mon like him. "Yup. He's my teammate. We're two parts of a three-person rescue team: Team Radiance." He nibbled at one of the leaves. "What about you?"

Shane accepted both dishes and beckoned the masked silvally to follow him with two of his tails. There was a spacious table in the corner.

Bahamut returned his attention to Diyem, wondering what to do with the guy while he was zonked out like this. Too many things to process at once and he wasn't sure whether his Morning Sun would help or harm Diyem. However, before he could even make any sort of decision, Diyem's body convulsed...

Shane's right ear flattened. Was it really a smart idea to order a skewer? If the only holes were the ones for his eyes, he'd poke an eye out. But was it more impolite to point it out? "Yeah, that four berry salad sounds good. Let's go with that."

"It's a café, so you probably go up and order something." Shane walked around and nudged the big guy's side with his head. "Take a look up at the menu and see if there's anything you might like."

"A café, huh? Swanky." Shane's nostrils twitched It smelled good here, but he had to make sure not to start drooling by accident.

[S0urdough has uploaded an attachment] There was a picture of a stone statue next to Diyem's bed, where the not-quite-charmander was passed out.

If this guy had transformed recently, could he really say that for certain? "Well, I was going to get something to eat myself. Want to join me?"