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Hazel perked up at that, pleased by the offer. ‘Bitch’ clearly wasn’t in the vocabulary of words she knew the meaning of. Though that might not continue to be true for much longer… [Yes I would like to be learning more! I would like that very much. Thank you, Sleet.]

[It was not good. But my partner is very good at knowing me without words so it was okay. It is now that we are meeting more people that I was finding it hard because they were not good at that like him.] She thought of the other Hazel in particular. With out speaking or being able to read her...

Hazel cooed. She appreciated that Sleet was thinking she was good for someone new. She felt silly because it was taking her longer than normal talking to be making all the sound signs for talking. [Hi Sleet. I am Hazel. I was knowing words already. I have just been making them signs today.]

She hadn’t seen all those signs before. They were fast and efficient and a lot better than signing out all the sounds one by one. But also there were too many of them. Even without a sign for ever word there were a lot. There were some for very similar sounds where she had already forgotten one...

Hazel was waiting for Gladion to be getting back from shopping. She was going to be learning a new thing and was looking forward to it. Being excited was making waiting harder, though. She was getting bored of practising signing silent sounds with nobody who would be hearing them. Maybe if she...

Gladion paused for a moment. This guy was so earnest that it hurt to be around him. Must've inherited the fortune, nobody this earnest makes their way to trillionaire status on their own. Someone would fleece him at some point and the money would end up back in an asshole's hands, as per the...

Pushed Xavian a little He's gonna die isn't he? He's too naive to live.

Gladion narrowed his eyes at Xavier. Nothing he said seemed untrue, but he was familiar with lies by omission. And his own, frankly, were better than this. Amature. "Yes. I heard you the first time. You selected an incredibly narrow selection of people across all time and space. Everyone seems...

"Yes, that's me." Gladion crossed his arms, unamused. "But, come on, you didn't spare no expense gathering us all from across time and space for a pot roast and some fireworks. You've got something of importance planned. Seriously, I can't imagine what kind of faustian expenditure it must have...

Given there was, by his understanding, probably going to be some sort of battling, Gladion decided to rifle through the TMs. He wouldn't have Silverbell to ice out enemies in the skies, and the opponents here were unlikely to be of the sort of calibre he could stall to the point of dropping from...

“And I’m certain to remember yours. And thanks for the tip. Speaking of, I’ve mostly ‘shaved off’ the family crest, so to speak, so please keep the matter of my family between us.” He stopped to read the message, then smiled. “Yes, Hazel and I will keep each other safe, as always.” Hazel gave...

Hazel brushed the foretalong that wasn’t occupied by the other Hazel’s hug through her head-plumes and down her head. As displeased as Gladion was with the way Xavier had set this all up, there was no denying it’d wise to have more people on his side. He accepted the handshake. “Agreed. And my...

Gladion laughed. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure it isn't. But this is a different kind of unpleasant." Hazel sat back down and rested her head against the ground. Neither she nor Gladion were comfortable with where this was headed, but this was a one-way street. "I said only one of the two genetically...

Gladion crossed his arms. "It means, if nothing else, that I'm going to make sure to burn Faba's lab notes when I get back if it's the last thing I do. Just in case. Because you're right, no one else should go through what Hazel has." Hazel nodded in agreement. "As for your laboratory, I've...

Gladion took a step back at Hazel’s outburst. Wow. He… hadn’t actually been intending to insinuate that at her, but she’d read between the lines. Had probably heard it before, given it was by far the most plausible explanation for her existence. He should have figured it out earlier, really...

Gladion raised an eyebrow at the other Hazel. "I mean, yeah, Sneasel are clever. But I've only ever heard of genetically engineered species having high-level human language comprehension. That's two species, one of which-" -at least, likely both, but definitely one- "-was engineered with human...

Gladion rolled his eyes. "Are you kidding me? You're here with a Weavile who can read and that's your priority? I didn't even know that was possible. I've got a Sneasel as a partner back home, I'd be floored if she was half this intelligent." Maybe I could teach Hazel something like that...

Hazel nodded in agreement before realizing it wasn’t addressed to her. Gladion thanked fortune it wasn’t available here, then. He’d feel weird about Violet wearing his clothes. Hazel was staring at the Weavile curiously, but eventually turned her attention to Violet. She raised her one of her...

Hazel took a step back to leave the other Hazel some space. She seemed uncomfortable. Hazel was used to that… Gladion laughed. “What? My clothes? I got these pants from some random store on Akala in Alola. I ordered the hoodie online. On a website we can’t access here.” He noticed the Weavile...

Hazel stood up to inspect the other Hazel closely. After regaining his balance from losing his backrest, Gladion shut the container with Hazel’s breakfast and stood up in turn. Gladion tried to mask his annoyance, but… really? Here was Violet and her partner Hazel, surely the ones who’d given...