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Cabot recoiled and covered his earholes as Owen began to scream. Despite his small size, Owen sounded like he could beat an Exploud at a shouting contest right now. Cabot hesitantly moved towards Owen and put a claw on his shoulder in an attempt to comfort him, still covering one ear with his...

"Ah... Er..." Cabot stared at Owen with his mouth wide open, fumbling for words as he tried to think of what to say. "You look... different..."

Cabot was about to speak up about how Owen got his back broken in the past, when he noticed Charmander's scales briefly turned green. "Huh?! What was that?"

"Maybe you could- Hrm..." Cabot crossed his arms as he paused in thought. "What if you can somehow combine those last two things? Try to help someone out, even if it means getting injured? Like trying to shield someone during battle."

Cabot tilted his head, only able to hear Diyem's side of the conversation. "Oh? Are you trying to ask Diyem for one of those reminders? If so, maybe you can ask if he knows about any battles you've fought in the past?"

"Yeah, practice should definitely help!" Cabot said. He put his bag on the ground next to his bed and sat down, stretching a little. "It's kinda like learning a TM move, except you don't know what the move will be like exactly... or at least, it's like learning a TM move in my world. I guess in...

"Hmm, well, Diyem described seeing Radiance as a burning flame that's become part of our aura," Cabot mused "What I did was that I tried to visualize that and imagined drawing power from it. Maybe you can try to do the same?"

"Oh, hey there Owen!" Cabot entered the living quarters, giving the Charmander a friendly wave. "What are you up to?"

Cabot blinked in surprise. While it was true that ferals tended to be a little weird at times, surely it wasn't that strange for someone's mother to be born as one. After all, back home it happened all the time that a feral would give up life in the wild to join a town. Was that not the case in...

Cabot tilted his head in confusion. "Huh? Why wouldn't they wanna be friends with you?" the Cranidos asked. "You seem like a really nice Pokémon and sparring with you has been a lot of fun!"

"Yeah, exactly!" Cabot exclaimed, before giving Brisa a curious glance. "So what about you? What are your friends back home like, Brisa?"

"Uh-huh! I've got plenty of friends in the navy, including my two best friends: Berecien and Niilo," Cabot said. "Berecien is a Ponyta and a noble. He might seem a little stuck-up to someone who doesn't know him very well, but he's actually really nice and I'd trust him with my life. As for...

"Not in my world. The first time I met any humans was right outside of Veritas City," Cabot answered. "That said, they did exist in my world centuries ago. It's kind of a long story, but there were basically a bunch of evil Pokémon that killed most of the gods in my world except for Arceus...

"Well, there are pirates for starters. They're like a gang of outlaws, except they sail from island to island on ships and there's usually a lot more of them," Cabot began. "Even most smaller crews have at least a few dozen members, though some of the larger crews can even have hundreds of...

"I do actually!" Cabot replied. "In my world I help keep the waters of my empire safe as part of the Royal Navy, so fighting is a natural part of that."

Cabot noticed Brisa had trouble standing, prompting him to shift uneasily. "Looks like I hit you pretty hard back there," he said sheepishly. "Sorry."

Cabot opened his mouth to speak, only to trail off as Cynthian already started walking away. He hesitated on what to do for a moment, when he noticed Astrid having trouble lifting Brisa up. "Here. Lemme help." Cabot wrapped his arms around Brisa and carefully lifted her back onto her feet.

Cabot blinked in surprise, before he began to paw at the back of his neck. "I mean, if you really don't wanna go anymore, we'll stop," the Cranidos said. "Though sparring is more about helping each other get stronger than winning. So you really don't have to worry about how well you'll do or...

Cabot lead Cynthian in an arc around Astrid and Brisa, keeping an eye on the two in the process as he waited for the right moment. Brisa had been focused on Astrid since the start of the fight, leaving her open to a well timed Assurance. As soon as Astrid fired her Weather Ball at Brisa, Cabot...

Cabot glanced towards Astrid and Brisa's direction as the two seemed to be focused on each other. Cabot turned back towards to Cynthian when a new idea came to his mind, prompting him to look at Cynthian a teasing smile. "Hey, Cynthian! How about you try to catch me if you can?" With that...