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"Something to that effect," Bahamut muttered, his light tendrils prickling like a pyukumuku's spikes. "I've lost far too many in such a short time."

"I wonder..." Bahamut looked at the window. "You say that, but neither of us know exactly what he's experiencing right now." His tail coiled around itself. "I certainly know far less about him than you, but surely there are a couple of allies he'd grown close with there with him. They can lean...

Ah, there it was. The subject Bahamut wanted to dance around. Diyem wasn't awake. Bahamut wasn't sure of a good way to even bring up the subject of the Tree and what awaited. His tail twitched. Little sparks of grayscale light danced around it. "Do you not have a badge? The issue at hand is...

"There's... no real progress." Bahamut frowned. "Dark Matter puked up two new members... and promptly passed out. I don't know how long it'll take him to recover from that episode."

The events at the infirmary had left Bahamut with a lot to think about. What was the best way to approach this situation? What was the safest way? Was there even a safe way? Could the team reach an agreement on what to do? And how many people would be left upset? ... none of this even took into...

Bahamut sighed. “They’re scattered around the city. However, given they just lost their friends, I’m not sure they’re going to want to interact. I already informed them you’re here.” He looked at Diyem. Bahamut wouldn’t be able to do anything with him in such a state. “I’m sorry, but I must be...

Shane nodded. "Fine by me." He smiled at him. "Let's go see if we can't find a store, then. I'm Shane, by the way."

Shane finished the last of the salad. "Did you want to go right this second? I'm not entirely sure what this place has as far as shopping and stuff." There was also the fact that Shane didn't exactly pay for this salad. Had someone started some sort of interdimensional tab?

"I'm saying Nero and I can use it... or something like it... to build a device that could work," Shane said between bites of salad. "The two of us are training to work with spiritual energy."

[S0urdough > Team Spectrum]: Diyem just barfed up someone else. An electrike. [S0urdough > Team Spectrum]: No, I have no idea why it's happening.

"Well, the good news is you're not the only new arrival." Bahamut pointed to the door Pana went into earlier. "A pancham also got spit up not long before you. So, uh, you've got company." He was sorely tempted to say something more along the lines of "misery loves company," but somehow held his...

"Oh, we can help with that." Shane's tails wagged. "All we need is something like a soothe bell and we're golden."

Shane wasn't sure the way he phrased that warranted some sort of congratulations. "That's... good." He ate another bite of his meal. "Maybe we could work on trying to get rid of that thing, so it won't be getting in the way like that? I know Nero hated the helmet. He's been much happier since he...

Shane's ears flattened. "... oh. I was really hoping that would work." He rested his head on the table, trying to look over the guy's helmet. "Maybe there's a hatch or something on it?"

"Uh, sure." Shane took another bite of his food then looked at the other dish. "Y'know, some pokémon without mouths seem to be able to, like, absorb food if they hold it up to their heads. Maybe you should try pressing that against your helmet and, like, think about eating it?"

Shane blinked. "Are they? Because Nero is... not that," he mumbled. When his cheeks reddened, so did his eyes... and his chest. Bits of red light poked through his blue-white ruff.

Another trainer. Well, at least Starr was still here, so he'd have— oh, who was Bahamut kidding? Starr would probably be as friendly toward him as a seviper to a zangoose on the planets they inhabited. "I'm Bahamut. I'm a necrozma." He wanted the shortest, simplest explanation. "As for your...

"You're on Cibus, a planet of only pokémon," Bahamut said, upper wings crossing. "The short version is that you were randomly summoned to help save the planet from a crisis. But something went wrong with your summoning... so you wound up here a few months later than the rest of us." One of his...

Shane set down his plate and sat on the cushion positioned on the floor for 'mon like him. "Yup. He's my teammate. We're two parts of a three-person rescue team: Team Radiance." He nibbled at one of the leaves. "What about you?"

Shane accepted both dishes and beckoned the masked silvally to follow him with two of his tails. There was a spacious table in the corner.