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Lance sat down and waited for his next turn, watching the game devolve into antics. Not that he minded them. "You're quiet," Lance said, watching the Ledian. "Maybe he wants to be quiet?" Blitz inquired, tilting his head. "Well, yes, but I was trying to start a conversation."

"...Well, the game's still interesting," Lance sighed. At least nobody's uwuing this time. Blitz elected to lay down and see how this thing turned out.

Lance deadpanned. "Fuckass... muscle? I beg your pardon?" "I forgot you don't swear. I can try explaining--" Blitz began saying. "No. I do not want to know."

For a moment, Lance thought about petting the Espeon. Just a moment. But oh well, he barely knew him. "Huh. I don't know many psychics," he said. "Hm... If I were to guess, Xerneas? She's very powerful. Well... where I come from, anyway."

"I... well, I don't think a dare should be good at this point of the game," Lance rubbed the back of his head. "Ah, so be it. I'll pick a truth."

Lance let out a long sigh and walked towards the Wott, before getting on his knees, giving Gen a warm hug. "I'm sorry..."

"He probably feels trapped on that Oshawott body," Blitz said, whining like a sad puppy. "Sorry that you had to go through that, kid."

Blitz tilted his head. "I don't think he's comfortable with that question. Should we...?" Lance realized what was going on and facepalmed himself. "...Damn it. Gen, I went too far, didn't I? I'm sorry."

"I can ask him. It's not a big deal." Lance replied, stopping to think of a good question. Knowing what he did about Gen meant he couldn't go ahead and ask something really... big. Instead, he elected for something else. "What was the worst thing that happened to you this year? That you wish...

"Hey Gen! You got this buddy!" Lance gave him a paws-up to show his support. "Don't worry about it, you can do it!"

"Oh, there they are," Lance said, looking up. The Manectric behind him quietly shivered at the sight of a Rayquaza, but quickly tried to straighten himself to get ready for the game.

Lance crossed his arms, sitting down to think. At least nobody there seemed aggressive, and he could take the time to relax a little, considering how hectic things were back home. "Pictures are fine. I don't mind." Blitz nodded and sat as well, yawning. "Just uh, take a good one!"

"Uh, sure. I don't mind being recorded," Lance shrugged. "Just... get my good side, I guess?"

Lance had noticed a few more had arrived. The Lucario waved at them. "Hello." Blitz tried doing the same, but his quadrupedal body didn't allow it. Instead, he just barked. "Hi!"

Lance stood next to Gen and patted him on the head. "Anyway, we all joined for the game, right? That's what Hoopa told me and my, uh... friend."

Lance looked at the kip and reelo before nodding. "Yeah, they're humans. First time I've met any that wasn't... you know, turned into a Pokémon." Blitz was still staring with sparkly eyes.

"Huh. Guess humans really are that common," Lance blinked. Knowing Gen made him shut up, not wanting to spill any secrets.

"Yup!" Blitz said. "She did," Lance nodded.

Lance frowned. That Ponyta was different, at the very least. Oh well, who was he to judge anyway?

"So many humans..." Manectric beamed. "Oh, right! I'm Blitz!" "I'm Lance," the Lucario waved. "I have to say, it's interesting meeting an actual human. Where I come from, they aren't really... around."