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"We're going to lose our powers? You don't mean that we can't use our moves and such, right?" Cynthian asked, his flowers bristling.

Cynthian wanted to Brisa how long she'd been hiding there, but couldn't quite muster up the courage to say anything other than, "HI!"

"I could tell from your smell," Cynthian said. Having a good sense of smell came in handy for a flower pokemon.

"Actually, I sleep in a vase, but you're close," he replied.

"Oh, you're Curio! The riolu that was getting petted the other night, right?" Cynthian asked cheerily.

"Aren't you a Charizard yourself?" Cynthian asked, after processing all the given information. "That aside, it is a bit of a relief that there's more people on our team than I'd thought. I can't make promises, but I'll do myself. I'm ready to go now," Cynthian said, holding his flowers to his...

Cynthian tensed up at the new arrival, but he narrowed his eyes at the hulking rampardos that called him by name, though he was off by a letter. "Wait, you're the one who made me jump over Diyem's fire the other time! Cabot, right?" Cynthian asked, easing up from the sense of familiarity...

"Oh, okay then—Wait I think I'm going to need a bit more explanation than that, right?! Start over from the beginning... Please?" Cynthian pleaded with drooped shoulders.

Cynthian looked in shock at the spot Mr Blue Zangoose was standing on just a moment before. "Did you just kill him?" he asked. His body shook and his throat felt dry.

"Ready to go where exactly? Is this about the saving a world gig?" Cynthian clearly recalled being asked for about that not long ago. "When you said there would be others... You didn't mean just—Sorry, Zangoose. I didn't quite catch your name earlier."

Cynthian gazed up at the so called cannibal crew member with a wry smile. "You're... that's a joke, right?" It had to be.

Cynthian arrived only a short moment ago, and he was quick to notice the conspicuous Charizard just standing there in the chamber. Aside from them was a zangoose with strange blue markings as opposed to the red he'd expected. What was that about? Cynthian paid no attention to the normal type...