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[Sourdough > Team Spectrum]: No. Ask Starr and Dave if you really want more details. Also, I met with Arceus. So, he at least knows one of us.

"Then that's where we'll go." Bahamut floated away from Destiny Tower. ... just as soon as I figure out how to get there. Surely, there was a map installed on his badge, right? <><><>

"I believe this town has a library. Do you want to go there?"

"True. But you are a known entity. Whatever is responsible for this... that is an unknown's unknown. An unknown-squared, if you will." He cradled Cosmog gingerly in his arms and hovered toward the door. "Thank you for your help."

"To me, yes. But, as I said, I had a shaymin friend who wanted to be 'hip' and 'with the times.'" Bahamut shuddered. "He smoked his own gracidea flowers. It was... something. I had second-degree embarrassment on his behalf." The stone in his bag nudged against his side, as if it was startled by...

"Hold on. One thing." Bahamut turned to Arceus. "I had a friend back home who spoke exactly like you do. I'm given to understand it is an attempt to appear more, erm, approachable." He glanced at Cosmog. Even their pouting face was adorable. "I'll be blunt: the rest of my team does not trust you...

"Well, cosmog are also considered children of the stars," Bahamut said. He gently rubbed Cosmog's forehead, like he'd done to Io so many times. "I've lived for countless millennia. Most people are going to be young compared to me."

"Well, I'm willing to help you until you get your bearings straight, little one." Bahamut managed to stave off a wistful sigh. "I've reared a cosmog before."

"Roommate?" With his size? "That doesn't sound like a good idea. I will likely crush them on accident."

Bahamut dimmed to a pitch-black. Oh, how cruel this world could be. Well, he could go uproot a tree in his frustration later. He wouldn't allow a second cosmog to fall on his watch. "You are a cosmog. A baby nebula that can teleport and open portals between worlds," he said. Bahamut's tone was...

Well, that wasn't good. It seemed that he'd... forgotten how to float like a cosmog should. "I think the time in the machine might have impacted his memory." He lifted Cosmog up to what constituted eye level. "Hello. Can you tell me your name?"

"Io?" Bahamut couldn't tilt his head down in his prismatic form... because he didn't really have a head. "Son, are you okay?"

"Io was trapped inside Darkwhite's machine," Bahamut whispered. He had a sinking feeling this was her vengeance for his treatment of her back at the Dojo. The rest of the team would have to keep her away from him, because he was likely to try and tear her to shreads if given the opportunity.

... oh. Then that would mean— “You are Arceus, then. Apologies. You do not exist where I’m from.”

Relief flooded his mind, giving him an opportunity to look over the newcomer. “Excuse me, sir, you appear to be caught in a fence.”

Bahamut cared not about the sights. Compared to the cosmos, a fancy tower was nothing. All that mattered was his son. He needed light. Energy. Even if he wasn't hurt, there was still the risk of some sort of damage to his spirit. "Someone answer me me! I have to get to the top." Bahamut held...

Bahamut still held Cosmog in his arms. "... light. Need the best source of light." There were towers in the distance. They'd put Io closest to the cosmos. To their light-filled embrace. He started floating in their general direction.

“A new home...” Bahamut floated into the right portal, cradling Cosmog in his arms.

“It has to be possible.” Bahamut’s arms trembled. “Darklaw is so powerful. Too powerful. Hurling someone across dimensions would be effortless. “I saw Chiron. Now I’ve found Io. They’re here. My family... is here.”