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Shadow squeezed his eyes shut. "I love you too." He felt another stab of anxiety, that he shouldn't be anyone's father, shouldn't be loved or depended on. But he clung to her words and that comforting touch anyway.

Dave really could have done without hearing a description of anyone's stomach contents. "Owen, that's..." He took a deep breath through his nose. "That's fucking disturbing but it's not your fault. Just... keep it to yourself." Mia was fascinated, though. "Can you read a familiar body, too?"...

Shadow winced. Even knowing what she meant, what stuck was even she says you aren't loved. It had been a while since Dave'd let himself think about romance; there was too much to be done, too many things to make up for, and even then the way Gabriel looked at him since his father took that...

"Dividers. Yeah. That's... better, I guess." By a bit. "I sleep in my stone," Mia said, in her usual tone. "It doesn't matter where you put it." Figured. Dave glanced up at Koa's posters. Big fan of legendaries, wasn't he. Dave raised an eyebrow. "What?"

Shadow pressed his head into Sombra's shoulder as he listened. "I just want her to be happy."

Dave looked around critically. He'd been hoping the new, larger housing meant they could at least have separate rooms and stop living like a bunch of college students, especially after Brisa'd suddenly introduced them to her battling student who needed accommodation, who was apparently a goddamn...

Shadow let out a small whine. "It's only a couple of unrequited loves," he said. "She should try. Even if they don't work out, or if they're temporary. She can't just give up, like nobody will love her again. That's not true."

Shadow wrapped his paws around Sombra and clung to her. Sometimes y'remind us of Pa, she'd said, and a horrible pit had grown in his stomach, but here she was, hugging him anyway. Maybe it was okay. "I know," he said after a while, with a heavy sigh. "Most of the people Dave loves don't love...

Shadow looked away. "That sounds like Hell," he muttered. There was a quiet pause. "I love her. I want her to be happy. I mean... Dave does." Shadow winced. "I know she means romance, but why wouldn't she find that too? She's so good. Everyone likes her. Why won't she see how good she is?"

Shadow shuddered where he stood, glowing eyes looking up at her. "What's the point of anything if you don't care about anyone?"

Shadow flinched as she suddenly spoke. "Does Brisa really want to... stop caring?" he muttered, not quite meeting her gaze.

Dave's dreams were an uneasy, muddled haze of gunshots, Mia's head exploding, the cold gaze of the man in the forest, and Shadow huddled invisibly, ears pinned, shivering, until he heard voices. It was Owen's Shadow, and... Brisa's. And they talked about Brisa, and the pain that she was in, and...

Dave blinked, but Soda - Ionys - was gone before he could respond. Huh. He'd been sure that was a real long shot. He looked around for a moment, wondering if the Zoroark was still there and just invisible, or if he'd actually left - for all he knew he'd been halfway out the door before Dave...

"Mmm." So much for that. Well, at least Owen'd be pretty likely to be amenable. "Maybe keep an eye on Potluck or something instead. I'm told he's been acting funny." Dave took a deep breath and stood up from the table. "Well, thanks for the chat. Guessing you're still not telling what your...

Right. That made sense. Dave looked away, exhaling. "I gather Arceus said Bean's one of the potential suspects. If he's a spy and also an Overseer, that sounds pretty fucking alarming. Think that one's worth looking into? You with your eavesdropping all over the place, seeing if he's going...

Dave raised an eyebrow at the first sentence. That was one way to think about it. "So why are you so enthused about coming with to save her, anyway?"

"Mmmm." He supposed that was where that line of questioning ended, for now. Maybe he could talk to Arceus again, or something. "Well, so far we sure keep successfully saving the day. Maybe Cibus operates on cartoon logic and we just rescue Darkwhite and the Worldcore is fine and it's sunshine...

"Huh. Is the Worldcore alive?" Destroying some kind of... sapient location didn't sound fantastic, if that was what it was. God, what on earth was Cibus.

Dave raised an eyebrow. "Rewrote the laws of the world?"

Dave nodded slowly. "The Mewtwo basically has the same thing going on that Darkwhite did, appearance-wise. Whatever the fuck that tells us." He paused for a moment. Took another wing and ate it. "What are your thoughts on the Worldcore thing? Other than what you said in the forest?"