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One of Shane's ears swiveled up. Had he heard that correctly? Someone traveled between the human and pokémon worlds... like the Gates protagonist? He blinked and looked at the ground. Was this a world analogous to his? That was... something. Shane supposed it was only a matter of time before...

"Could you stop calling me that? I have a name, y'know. It's Shane." His tails twitched in irritation and he managed to stop himself before he brought up the grim fate that awaited the last person to give him a not-so-affectionate nickname.

Shane's ears twitched. There was a second Beast Killer here and a masked one, at that. Was probably a surreal experience for Nero. But just a bit of psychic scanning revealed-- well, okay, there were quite a few brilliant auras in the area. Though Shane was more than familiar with Nero's, with...

“You didn’t know?” Shane looked around. “I’m here because my teammate got a message out to me.” He looked at the bayleef. “I don’t suppose you’ve seen a big Pokémon that looks like it’s made of parts from other Pokémon, have you?”

Shane’s ears flattened. He could tell when someone was talking down to him. Sometimes. At least this seemed like one such instance. “Maybe we shouldn’t cause problems when we just crash landed here?”

Shane frowned. "Do you usually insult strangers?" Not that he was really one to talk.

The fall could've been worse. Much worse. Shane got a burst of Psychic off, but not fast enough to stop himself from faceplanting into the dirt. For the briefest of moments, his tails squeezed together and shimmered gold before splitting back apart. He pulled his head out of the dirt. Shane...

"Yeah, that sounds like the Team Skull I'm familiar with," Nero said. "But in my world they died to Yveltal and Dark Matter."

"I would presume that you would need a resume and recommendations," Nero deadpanned.

"Entertainment?" Nero thought it worth a guess.

Humans are weird, Nero thought. Mew continued purring atop the other silvally's helmet.

"Yeah. How would Team Skull have been able to hire a human, anyway?" Nero shrugged. "Curious that they're actually still alive here."

"Kecleon, huh? Fitting," Nero mused. "Mew?" They lifted their head up from the helmet, then promptly lowered it. Nero figured they didn't really care. He wasn't even sure if Mew needed sleep.

Nero laughed nervously. "Well, that rules out the shops. And the café." The houses were the logical answer then. He turned to the locals who had Lillie's bag. "Uh, excuse me? Do you know anything about where us travelers are staying?"

"I've just been kind of scouting about." Nero sat down to scratch a cheek-bolt. "Don't really have anything in mind. I already know this world is fairly similar to the one I'm from."

"Mew!" They floated up and plopped on top of the helmet. Mew curled up and purred. Nero sighed. "Sorry about that. They're, uh... a bit of an odd ducklett."

"Well, this place has a lot of thick fog, so I'm sure you could find somewhere private," Nero chirped. "And I think there are houses being assigned, so you could always use one of those." His expression deflated a bit. "Just... try not to talk it into yourself everything's going to go badly...

"Don't say that." Nero's ears drooped. "You're going to make a self-fulfilling prophecy." He glanced skyward. "Like, if you refer to her by name, then that should be a big clue that you know her from somewhere."

Nero frowned. Used to? "Just because you haven't seen each other in a while doesn't mean you don't know her anymore. She's alive. You're alive. And soon, you'll be reunited." His tail wagged.

"Oh, huh. There was a mimikyu in our group who said she used to be human before showing up here." Nero's eyes flickered with recognition. "I take it you two know each other?"