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He actually wanted to know Bahamut's opinion? Well, that was certainly a change. Though Bahamut doubted Icetales was going to like his response. "Do I have hope for rescuing him? No." Bahamut's eyes darkened. "I'm sure that perpetual drunkard of a mightyena will disagree and I'm not going to...

"You really think sneaking up on a guy with potentially thousands of eyes in the form of unown would be easy?" Bahamut shook his head. "It wouldn't. The whole idea behind a supercharged portal is to get there instantly because anything else would be problematic." He pointed at Rayquaza's sigil...

"Bring the means to undo that." Bahamut pointed to the chalk board, where he had drawn Arceus' wheel and Mega Rayquaza's delta symbol. "Assuming Soda hasn't set that up for himself already, just because it's familiar to him. "Regardless, I'd expect the unown to warp the area to try and split us...

"You are more likely to lose all the powers you've grown accustomed to if he has to allocate his power toward different resources for your body." Bahamut had a book beside him and flipped the page, not making eye contact. "And you lot have gotten quite snug and comfy with your blacklight powers...

“… not really,” Bahamut said. “Out of the entire team, I’m the one with experience in space travel.”

Oh, wonderful. The only one of Spectrum who was more obnoxiously chipper than Owen. And at least the charizard didn't have a ridiculous dialect. They'd been here how many months, now? Surely the guy should've started to drop such tireless speech quirks. But apparently not. "It has a...

Bahamut lay on the floor, leaning his head against a bookshelf. He had brought in a chalkboard, which was filled with a mixture of words and assorted doodles. Moon laser problems No atmosphere -> Rayquaza, Arceus(?) Access -> Joule, Eternatus, Me Unown -> warped terrain/environment; labyrinth...

“It’s sunbathing at the beach.” Despite still looking to be asleep, Bahamut slithered out the door. The sounds of trampled flowers followed.

"Huh, what a coincidence. So was I." Bahamut's light and eyes abruptly deemed. He seemed to have fallen asleep on the spot.

"My brain prism is both my mind and the closest thing I have to a heart," Bahamut said, completely straight-faced. "Was it coined by an ancient order of necrozma?" It was difficult to say whether Bahamut was being serious.

Bahamut shrugged. "Never understood that expression. It's not as if you two were actually connecting your hearts." A beat passed. "Though I understand humans have machines that can temporarily replace their hearts for medical purposes. You'd have to talk to the mightyena about that one."

"I was under the impression that that was what your 'kind' was prior to all of this." And Bahamut would go back to thinking that when this was over, but that point had been addressed already. "Fortunately I was wrong. Seems to be a recurring theme when it comes to Cibus. But I suppose my...

Bahamut would've squinted at Owen if he could. "I thought time was supposed to be at a relative standstill in our worlds while we were here?" He tilted his head at Diyem. "Because if that's not the case, there's a very good chance I could return to find Eternatus free of its seal and beginning...

Bahamut shrugged. "The only thing with even the slightest chance of making that a reality is my dimension's version of your... husband." He pointed to Diyem. "Imagine if you were the size of a planetoid, couldn't think or feel, and flew aimlessly around the galaxy vaporizing inhabited planets...

"You know you can do much more." Bahamut sighed, releasing gold vapors. "I don't even remember the last time I thought like that. It went that way... then became 'Please don't let their disgust toward me undo their work.' And then 'Please just let me stay long enough to do something.' And...

Bahamut never even had to tell the team the real reason he helped make Zacian and Zamazenta. Everyone just thought he was being stupidly paranoid. And now there was no reason to bring it up, since the best outcome happened. Again. Well, perhaps the best outcome would've been that massive energy...

Bahamut sighed and lay down on the floor. “Are you satisfied, then? Because this is just depressing for me.”

“Perhaps he is… content.” Bahamut stopped short of going to happy. He wasn’t sure if that would somehow hurt Diyem. “I don’t expect either of you to know what it’s like to have one true love.”

"The best solution is just getting the space noodle to do his air conjuring magic." Bahamut lazily waved an upper wing around. "Thankfully he's not friends with Karat or Deoxys, otherwise I imagine it would be an uphill battle."

Bahamut would've squinted if he could. "That makes absolutely no sense." He shook his head. "Forget it. Not important. This one wanted to check in and make sure your significant other wasn't becoming love drunk like when he spent too much time around Xernatus." Bahamut paused. "And I was napping...