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"Yeah." Bahamut sighed. Was he unhappy with this arrangement, too, or because he was one of the few weighing such decisions? If Owen were still alive, he'd probably think about it even if he wasn't interested in discussing it. "And, of course, we have to keep in mind that Maple and Cibus'...

"I would hope so, but I'm not sure they can both be healed at the same time." Bahamut needed a comparison. Something that could actually speak to the kid. Wait, Cabot was some sort of sailor, right? Come on, stupid brain prism. Make a sailing analogy. "Imagine you have two very large boats...

"That... also remains to be seen." Pink spread out in Bahamut's eyes. "We need to determine how many of us would be able to go. And I do not believe we'll be going into the Tree, so much as looking around." The tip of his tail tapped against the carpeted floor. "And, assuming that all happens...

Ah, right. Even though the shades were their own beings, they were all based off someone. And it seemed Pleo might've been the youngest one. And of course the lugia wanted to get Cabot back as soon as possible. Cabot would probably try to do that. But Pleo didn't know what Bahamut did. Nor was...

The necrozma raised an upper wing. "Guilty." He slithered forward to get a better look at Pleo's book. Was that the Tree of Life in it? No, no, he had to be polite. "How are you holding up?"

In trying to figure out what a good course of action would be, Bahamut decided that the study might house a book better describing the architecture of this Tree of Life thing. He was particularly interested in what might've changed about it since Cibus' Dark Matter had been dealt with. Could...

"If you're her best buddy, then you should do something that only the two of you really know about it," Esper suggested. "Like a secret password or a secret handshake or talking about a moment the two of you specifically remember or that time your teacher caught you two making out under a...

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Bahamut frowned. "Then perhaps you ought to seek the newcomers out and give them a friendlier face than mine." He began to hover back to the door. "A pancham and an electrike. I'm sure you'll see them. Especially since most of the other pokémon in this guild are... substantially larger."

That only served as an unfortunate reminder of how many different factors the team needed to take into account. "At this point, the chips are just going to fall where they may."

"Err... I thought Mr. Godfather had some screwed up mew, not a charmander?" Esper poked his forehead. "You really think she could not only escape but break free of all that blacklight and Eternatus energy?"

"You'll have to excuse the aura dog." Esper floated up to Slaking and leaned on his shoulder. "He got really close to that big ass light dragon. I think it made him a bit not right in the head." He spun his nubby hand around the side of his temple.

Esper apparently only succeeded in covering the wall in paint. "Are you sure you're not seeing Owen Three? Uh, Cal, I think she goes by?"

"Hmm. Maybe it's invisible! Ooo, spooky!" Esper waved his arms back and forth, then spewed neon pink paint from his center head needle. If the person was invisible, he'd expose them.

Esper shrugged. "I'm bored. All the fun people went to hell."

"It's not just Etherium. Eternatus has destroyed entire galaxies. Planets with varying amounts of life," Bahamut said. "Once it's done with Etherium, it will move onto whatever planet next attracts its attention." He paused. "But none of that has any bearing on Cibus."

Esper was bored. Everyone left was boring. All serious and emotional. He needed something interesting. Something exciting! Something... like a certain lucario on the prowl in the guild halls. "Hey, good looking. What's cooking?" Esper swam in midair up to the lucario.

"The afterlife is a tangible realm... but now it is only Eternatus," Bahamut said, red and orange expanding in his eyes. "It's why I don't have much ot say about Dark Matter's revelation. I doubt his insides are worse than Eternatus' realm, the Qliphoth."

Death is a part of life, huh. "Wouldn't that be nice." His upper wing joints sagged. "But Eternatus cursed me with eternal life. So, it's not a sentiment I can say is familiar."