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"See, they're these thin circular crystals that you can place over your eyes. They're more often used for mons with declining eyesight, BUT they also come in varieties purely for decorative purposes," Cynthian explained with a focused look. "I knew someone in my hometown who liked to dress as...

"What? No! Don't do that," Cynthian said, flailing his arms. He didn't know whether to laugh or be worried, so he just smiled awkwardly while he tried thinking about what to say next. "Might I suggest contact lenses? They're not the same as your original eyes, but I'm sure they'll make you...

"Really? I wish Diyem had preserved that part of you. Between you and me, Blue is my favorite color after green. It is certainly weird because Diyem left Icetales with his silvery fur coat for instance. You'd think giving an Absol blue eyes would've been much easier to do," Cynthian said with a...

"Oh, I was here to be alone with my thoughts after... learning who Diyem actually is. Being around all the shrubs and plants helps keep me calm, I guess? I'm not really sure how to explain." Cynthian lowered his eyes and curled up his petals, then he looked back up at Celeste again. "Wait...

Okay, so he wasn't saying anything about his roots. That was good. Cynthian sighed in relief and walked out to face him properly. After listening to what Celeste had to say, Cynthian tilted his head in mild confusion. He didn't quite understand what Celeste meant. No one would see an elegant...

Cynthian leapt up in shock, pulling the dirt up along with his roots. "Wah! Celeste? How did you know I was here?" He had even camouflaged himself by rooting himself next to a thorny shrub, but Celeste had either smelled his roses or just... easily spotted the black and white flowers among the...

"Thank you, again," Cynthian said with a bow. He trotted towards the buildings, then he stopped momentarily to wave and say, "I'll go back to the others now... and see what they have planned against the magikarps. Hopefully nothing crazy!" <><><^>^<>

Cynthian's heart eased at those words. He stood on Truffle's wings and leaned forward to embrace him. "Thank you, Truffle. You're a good mon." He pulled back from the hug and smiled with gleaming eyes. "I'll try my best, and I won't give up!"

Cynthian bit his lip with a grimace. "A shiny stone only triggers an evolution if the pokemon's will is strong enough to contain the energy from it, on my world at least. I had a shiny stone... it's still sitting in my flower vase in the form of a necklace. Sometimes I wish I'd go to sleep and...

Cynthian smiled, though he tried hiding it. He didn't want to admit it, but Truffle's enthusiasm was rubbing off on him. "Do you really believe I have potential to grow?" Cynthian asked, though his chest clenched not knowing what answer he might receive. "I couldn't even evolve to a Roserade...

Cynthian gasped when he found his feet no longer touching the ground. What was Truffle's deal?! Can't a mon brood in peace now? "Why do you even care? You can give me all the encouragement you want, but I can't just change the pathetic mon I am overnight." Cynthian sulked, resting his head on...

"That's very easy for you to say! I've never even fought a single true battle in my life before now. It was always others doing all the fighting, until they got sick of me never carrying my own weight!" Standing up to great frights? What a load of mud slap. The most Cynthian had stood up...

Cynthian took a step back from the towering Truffle and tensed up. Oh great, even other grass types intimidated him now, and did he just call him a hero? "I wish I could be a hero. A hero wouldn't be such a wimp like me." Cynthian lowered his face and grimaced. "A hero wouldn't be so frightened...

Cynthian eeped at the voice and stumbled forward onto the ground. "Wh-what? I didn't know you were here!" It took a second for Cynthian to realize his face was still damp with tears when he stood back up, and he frantically wiped then off with his flowers. "Is something wrong, Truffle?" he...

After leaving the main square, Cynthian walked aimlessly for several minutes till he noticed the subtle of decayed leaves and forest floor. Somehow he'd wandered into the woodlands. So, he continued walking on until he found a tree that had fallen over. He stopped by and stared at it. It...

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