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"If it's anything like the helmet my partner has had for her entire life, then there won't be. It wasn't really designed for normal life. She used to be fed liquid food with a tube. Once I saved her, I just ended up having to stick my hand through the eyehole. She didn't seem to mind it, but I'd...

"They... what?" Gladion lifted the skewer and examined it. Technically, this helmet wasn't even his head. He wasn't really going to try this, was he? He held the skewer to his helmet and shut his eyes in silent contemplation of... eating-related thoughts. He was not particularly surprised to...

Oh god, I managed to make it worse by accident. I can only pray nobody else heard that. For the first time since arriving, he was grateful for the mask covering his face. "T-That's not what I meant. Sexuality-wise, I have no idea what goes through her head. I mean, like genderless except not...

"I don't really do anything special. My teammates were a Null and Sneasel." Mentioning he had a Null would prompt questions. Best to get it over with. "I had nothing to do with my Null getting ending up like that, for the record. I lived in the place she was made. Things got screwy for both of...

He accepted the skewer and thanked the server, then he followed Shane to the table. Walking on 4 legs had been pretty manageable, but walking with 3 legs while holding something was hard. Anyone watching him probably thought he was drunk... Or, on second thought, anyone watching him was...

Gladion looked over the menu. There was a roast berry skewer. With any luck, he'd be able to poke it through the eyehole of his helmet. It didn't sound appetizing, but better than begging someone to feed him. "I'll take the, uhh, skewer, please."

Gladion tried to look around, but the helmet restricted how far he could turn his head. He felt like people's eyes must be boring into him, but he couldn't really see much of the clientele. It felt like there was a Feebas flopping around in his stomach. "Now that I think about it, I'm not sure...

[Nazo > Team Spectrum]: But... Would that not require him to die? Celeste decided against sending the message. It wasn't what Petram needed to hear. [Nazo > Bechamel]: Did what we said mean nothing to you? He deleted that without sending it, too. If Icetales did ever get to read it, it would...

"I... Sure." He still wasn't sure how he'd eat, but better to have someone with him than to be on his own. There was a restaurant in the square. That should be safe enough. <><><><><>

"I mean... I can't really eat through my helmet on my own either, but I'll have to find some way to, because I'd much rather not starve." Wait. Hadn't Nero said something about not needing to eat at all? That must be what this guy was getting at. "Oh. No, I do have to eat somehow. I'm not like...

Gladion flinched as he was snapped out of his thoughts. "Me?" An Alolan Ninetales was talking to him, for whatever reason. Didn't even seem scared or anything. How odd. "I'm... fine. I'm one of the former humans. I'll have to go eat sooner or later, but I don't want to frighten anyone."

Gladion lingered on the outside of the plaza. He'd have to eat one way or another, but he couldn't overcome his nerves. So instead, he just sat, staring. He didn't think anyone had spotted him yet.

Celeste noticed he'd had several unread messages since earlier that morning, and... [Nazo > Semifreddo]: Has the situation resolved itself? If he hasn't turned up, I can help you look for him. [Nazo > Semifreddo]: I'm sure he'll be fine. He has to be fine...

Celeste grinned. "See you again soon, my dear roommate!" <><><><><>

Celeste looked around the room. The possessions of the dead were still about. Moving them seemed wrong, to some extent. However, having them around left the room feeling like a crypt. Like their ghosts still lived with him. He couldn't live with that for the rest of his time here, so have to get...

To think that, in the minutes before Icetales had arrived, he'd been worried he wasn't able to feel anymore. Now here they were, snug together, cherishing their time... "I promise. I'll be by your side until Diyem does us part."

Celeste's heart skipped a beat as Icetales drew him into a hug. He snuggled into Icetales' fur. "You-" Celeste had to take a moment to catch his breath before attempting to speak again. "And you are the most precious treasure in all of Cibus. I am grateful to have you at my side, and I will...

"T-Thanks. I wanted to save someone, even if it was just one person. And likewise, thank you..." Celeste tried to swallow what felt like a lump in his throat. Why did he feel like this? "Thank you for being a reason to keep going. That is what you wanted, was it not? To be a light to shine our...

"I don't know... I'm distraught, of course. Just not in the way I'd expected. I feel... hollowed out. Empty as a Shedinja. Mostly, anyways. At least I still have you. Otherwise, I'd just be alone, save for Soul." He sighed. Should he be angry? Crying? Anything? He wasn't sure.

Celeste took to Icetales' side. He picked up Soul, who remained soundly asleep as he moved them to elsewhere on the oversized bed. At first he sat at the edge, but then reconsidered and shuffled further down. "You'll cut off your circulation if you lay like that, won't you? There's room for...