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"Good point." Abigail lifted her head high enough to glare at Palkia from beneath the obstruction of her Ralts hairline. "We really should eliminate someone with ill-will in their hearts. Like..." She dropped into a sarcastic tone. "Oh wait. We know nothing."

Abigial shoot shook the Wiimote again. There was just one more. "I'v-" The bar cracked open. "What. Why." She shook her head. "Whatever. I was babysat by a Ninetales as a kid, I have a little sister, and-" The Mew smashed a hole in the wall. "What is wrong with you all? Anyways, I've never...

The most obvious wild card there was the 'mystery dungeons.' Abigail didn't know what they were, so she couldn't tell if two of them was a lot, or a little. That left a choice between eating and stargazing. Abigail was willing to bet he did like stargazing. She could pick that if she wanted to...

Abigail scoffed. "My agenda is to fucking survive. Nothing too complicated."

Abigial sighed. "Yes. Got me again." At this point the thing was going to start thinking they were a good match.

Abigial shrugged. "And do you have any suggestions?"

Abigail smirked. "You're bilingual, then? Otherwise I assume you would have made that the lie instead..." Though the satisfaction of being right was muted by the fact it let that thing have another turn of influence over her. "Anyways, Cheese is my favourite food, I had nine and a half...

Feeling shy under Petram's gaze, Soul pulled their six tails over themself. Then Petram hugged them. It felt... nice. "I am older, I guess..." Soul didn't feel older, though. It was Petram helping them figure themself out, and not the other way around. "I didn't really do anything before the...

Soul was intrigued. "Oh? Ice vulpixes are fairies, too? That would be a good pick." Soul focused on their form. It had been hard to define their vague legs, but this time they had a goal. Six tails formed. A head. Ears. Their stubby appendages refined into proper legs, ending in paws. "There...

Nearly died before, huh? That didn't have to be as dramatic as it sounded. Maybe he'd just been in the ICU before. That one was definitely bait. Trilingualism... Maybe he threw the "tri" on instead of "bi" because he really was bilingual and and wanted to turn it into a lie. As for a minor...

Soul considered the option. They could probably draw one Celeste's memories of his mother or sister to become a psychic... Or would she have to start as a Fennekin? Still, there were other psychics out there. To be able to bend their world with their mind. It was a tempting option. It was...

Abigail smirked. "Nope. Did that once for my birthday. Horror movies, though..." She shrugged, "I had a friend who wanted me to like them, but I never let her drag me out to the theatres for one."

Thoughts of the haunted Wii kept looming over Abigail. As much as she wanted nothing to do with it, sit had latched on to her, and she'd have to go through to the end to get it to turn off... she wondered if it would notice if she guessed wrong and lost on purpose. She returned her attention to...

Soul bounced up and down. "Yes! I think I'd like that! I'll need to learn to fight so I we can fend off any maurauders and ruffians who fall upon us! There's so many things I could learn. I could be a fairy, or a bug, or a ghost or a psychic!" Soul's enthusiasm dropped. "There's too many...

Soul would've smiled, had they a face. "I like that idea. By the time I'm finished, I might have collected up enough memories to make an identity for myself."

Abigail stared at the screen. "Shake the Wii-mote? You know what, sure. Whatever." She awkwardly picked up the Wii-mote with her fingerless hands and shoot it.

Abigail stopped to think. She didn't know what the "Thunder Continent" was, so that would be a shot in the dark. The little guy seemed to be the journal-keeping type. (Though could she really call an Oshawott little now that she was a Ralts?) As for never eating a cheri berry. Maybe he just...

"Oh, that's not what I meant. It's just I know people here could do worse than nothing if they're not careful."

Abigail shrugged. "Nothing might not be the worst thing to accomplish. Still, I expect I can make myself useful in one way or another."

Abigail shrugged. "You got me there. I have both my parents... when they're not working. I thought the other two would sound weirder... especially the human one."