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"That's the ho-ho?" Esper scrunched his face up in discontent. "That doesn't look like a delicious snack pastry at all!" Bahamut's eyes and core shifted red. "Perhaps if we bound it and roasted it over hellfire it would make for a decent meal." Esper turned upside-down and floated in front of...

Bahamut didn't want to spoil the mood by saying he'd seen enough death to trust his gut on this one, so he bobbed his head.

Owen was literally embodying "ask a stupid question, get a stupid answer." Bahamut stepped in front of his teammates, mainly to keep their flustered expressions clear of Maple's perceptive gaze. He leaned over to her and whispered, "It's easy for those of us who have been blanketed in despair to...

Bahamut put a forepaw on Icetales' head and applied gent— no, he just firmly pressed down. "Cease. You're only digging yourself deeper."

Bahamut, on the other hand, shook his head. "You really do have the mind of a child."

"I'm sure there's a comparable power in some dimension," Bahamut said. His expression was stoic, but inside he was fuming. Ultra Wormholes were not a power meant to be shared... gods or not. And yet Joule so just so casually passed the power off to Maple? If that was the case, he wasn't sure he...

Bahamut bent his head down. The triangle on his forehead flared up and projected an image of his brain prism. "If your mate is like me... he stores his light here. But his true form is mostly ethereal. Only striking this would register any sort of pain." The image flickered out as Bahamut shook...

"Yet you think this circumstance is different?" Bahamut stared off into space. "From what I saw in the guild, there was a distinct lack of anything I would call a core." He lifted his right arm and flexed his claws. "My body has been shattered so many times I lost count millennia ago, yet the...

Bahamut stepped between Maple and the shade. "Meaningless platitudes are not what this situation calls for." His hollow, red eyes stared down his doppelganger's doppelganger. Stars, that was going to be a headache and a half. Bahamut regained a more neutral expression and looked at Maple. He...

"Wounded?" Bahamut's eyes flickered purple. Because of that hunk of prism armor? "Are you sure about that?"

Nobody had told Bahamut anything, as per usual. It was like some sort of sick, recurring cosmic joke. He was trying to get work done, but had a tendency to fly blind. But a shade daring to impersonate that doppelganger of his was enough to draw his attention. Bahamut followed by running through...

"Wow. A pizza guy with no pizza." Still floating in the air, Esper shook his head. "Where do you work? I'm going to put in a complaint to your manag—" A pink outline appeared around Esper. Bahamut telekinetically yanked the poipole back and grabbed him with one of his prism arms.

"Eh?" Esper broke off from Bahamut. "You the pizza delivery guy? It's been way longer than thirty minutes, so the pizza's free, right?" Bahamut, it seemed, was still focused on the new shade and the suspicious looking crystal parts laying in the hallway.

With an annoyed twitch in his tail, Bahamut lumbered back to the guild. The necrozma threw the front door open and his metal forepaw thumped against the floor. He froze in the middle of the door upon seeing Owen and the... shade he was looking up at. His eyes and core darkened to a deep violet...

"I see." Bahamut wasn't sure if this was yet another messed-up family dynamic to add to the growing list. At this rate, Cabot would be the lone team member without a complicated family situation. Because of course it would be him. He shuffled back. "I guess... I'll leave you'll two to get...

Either because of age or death, Bahamut figured. And that answered certainly suggested Seyka was out of touch with civilization... much like he was. It might have been endearing, except Bahamut had lived amongst civilization before Eternatus messed all of that up for him. He decided this matter...

Bahamut couldn't see Esper when he glanced up. The poipole was back on his head. "Bureaucracy would make things worse for us, not better." He tilted his head slightly. "Just... how much contact did you have with other people back in home?"

Bahamut kept a blank expression on his face. It sounded more and more like this skarmory lived in whatever his world's equivalent of under a rock was. Acid? Fire? Did he really think those were good ideas? "There was a brief instance where his translation powers faded," Bahamut said. "I don't...

"Puh-lease. What would a grouchy loner like him care about being presentable?" Esper rolled over so his right arm dangled off Bahamut's forehead. "Outside of these battles, he's spent the majority of his time here by himself." "The grime is an irritant." Bahamut scratched his hind legs...

Wow. He didn't think Seyka would still be this ignorant of these types of things after they'd lived here three months. Bahamut looked down. "It's not just about that. Dirty metal can attract grime and germs." "Whiiiiiich you didn't have to worry about when you were a big ol' light crystal...