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The way Cherrim looked at Nate suggested it was working. there was, for the briefest moment, a cooing smile on her face at the adorable Mudkip doing the big hero business with the strong, heroic Decidueye. "Oh," Cherrim said, suddenly much more pleasant. "Well, no. We've actually been doing...

Owen briefly stopped his march when he spotted Mellow. With a friendly wave, Owen grinned and called, "Hey, Mellow!" Though indeed, it seemed like they were in the middle of some part of their mission.

"Yeah, I wasn't gonna comment on that," Thyme said, "but your names all sound like, uh... Well, anyway, sure. Java and Sangria sound way more normal." He stretched his forelegs, then his hind legs, and then his vines, which seemed to be even longer than his body length. "Urgh, feeling better at...

Thanks. Thanks? Thanks? Thanks? Thanks... Yes. Of course. If there is ever a need for something, you may summon my presence. I will be going, now. If you have need for someone, remember the functionality of your badges. Goodbye. He seemed a little hasty about leaving, but it didn't seem to...

He finally continued. Self defense is entirely different. If you feared for your life, if you feared for your safety, and someone was attacking you, there is little else you need to justify. But it is still damaging. Killing another life, depending on who you are, can fragment you. The...

The door, by some miracle, opened. On the opposite side was a Cherrim, looking purple and gloomy, though perhaps only because she had been hiding inside. There did not appear to be a haze around her. "Yes?" she asked quietly. "Is something wrong?" There appeared to be someone else inside...

Enough, Diyem said, his tone neither firm nor gentle. Don't let the thoughts take over. Breathe. Then I shall answer.

"Still, it's good to meet you!" Nanab nodded and handed Pine his bag. "We read your letter over, and it's really cool to meet someone like Surf and Turf! Except... your circumstances, um, they weren't the best, were they?" Pine nodded, ripping open his bag to start eating. It seemed to be a...

...Yes, Diyem said. I have. And if you did so for the greater good, then you are in a far better position than I ever will be. The guilt is something that does not go away, just as any memory would not. You must reconcile with it. Accept what you did. Move forward, let that drive you to do...

"Well, no. We have some natives and also those who had been devout to Arceus at the time. They helped set up the village to what it is today--I suppose Village is a misnomer in that sense..." Truffle looked ahead. "Legends, however... "Hmm, hmmmm..." Truffle walked across the grass--there was...

Diyem sighed, and it felt as if the mist was pacing around Curio, sitting beside her to stare at the ocean's horizon. Maple had given you all a history lesson about this world and the crises that had recently befallen it, one after the other. That the true person behind it all was... Dark...

The silence finally let up when Curio started replying, but Diyem still found himself paralyzed. You are focused on your own plight because nobody spared the time to hear them. And yet, when they do, you push them away, because perhaps even you do not truly want to focus on it. Perhaps it is...

Diyem did not intend to go away, but he decided to leave that to implication rather than stating it overtly. There are a few Pokemon who can relate to that, said Diyem. One way or another. They do not know the magnitude that you have suffered. ...Hmph. But I would not have chosen you if I...

Day 15, Early Noon "Here we are," Owen said, looking down the main road. They had checked Olive and Plum first, but both of them seemed just fine for the time being, though Plum mentioned he was feeling under the weather. Still, he had no slug or signs of one, so they moved on. "This place...

Fuck. Why was Curio asking the most difficult questions? Diyem wasn't one to yammer on. Was he? Sure, he used to go on rants about the follies of mon, but that was past him now. Mostly. It was still true but he didn't rant as much about it. Follies... Regardless of how you felt in your old...

Owen left with Dave quickly, looking at his hands with interest. He still felt that tingling from the Radiance, but he didn't know how it would manifest... Still, the investigation came first. Hopefully it would help out with his currently-unformed perception abilities. "Right. Good luck, Jaro...

I could do that, Diyem replied coolly. But if people ask where you went, I would answer. Then you will be bothered even more. But if you allow my presence, I will tell them that you are alone, but safe.

Okay, she was talking. That was a start. The next step was making her feel more secure. She was pushing him away and he wasn't supposed to press. What was next? Insulting her? No, that didn't seem right. Mortals were so illogically and needlessly complicated and fickle. I am not one for pep...

"No clue," Thyme said. "Been here all day finishing my recovery. Apparently the injuries we sustained are harder to heal than normal ones, but we're bouncing back..." He chuckled, cracking his long neck. "Wouldn't be much of an explorer if we couldn't." Pine shook his head. "Planned to come...

Calm down. I mean this literally, Diyem said quickly. His words were swift but more like a command. Close your eyes and focus not on the light, but on darkness. Stillness. Silence. Control your breathing and forget about the light. Cast it aside. Diyem spoke hypnotically, but if Celeste followed...