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Neo continued to hack and gag under the table, to the point Wes peeked underneath it with a frown. “The hell is wrong with you, Neo?” Then he noticed the plate of bacon and pastries, and closed his eyes with a weary sigh. He glanced apologetically at Mitch and Odette. “Sorry. I think we have...

Neo’s eyes lit up at the mention of bacon, and he abandoned his post near Mightyena to inspect the plate. But when he leaned in to snap up a piece (or five), he caught a whiff of…something else. Something different. He blinked at the small round bread-like things on the other side of the...

Wes made for the infirmary first thing the next morning—only to be told that Mitch had already left, against the nurse’s wishes. He’d snorted at that the once she relayed the news to him. Of course he wouldn’t still be there. If anyone seemed the type to bail from the hospital as soon as...

Wes walked into the cafe and nearly turned right around to walk back out when he saw the growing crowd of people there. Dammit, he just wanted to grab some food and have some space for a moment, but he supposed wanting anything to go his way on this island was a tall order to fill. Still, he...

Wes took another bite and waited a moment to answer. “Thinking we’d probably head to the forest sometime today. Just to see what’s out there and get some time…and space…to think.” Speaking of which, they’d want to head out before too long. He hated the idea of trekking out to a tropical forest...

Novo blinked. Oh, she was offering some to him! He fidgeted nervously, then graciously bowed his head with a purr and took a piece of bacon, chewing carefully. For some reason, it just didn’t seem right to snarf the whole thing with her watching. He’d never eaten this delicately in his entire...

Wes had been utterly lost in thought when another voice pulled him back to reality. He looked up and—goddamn, another person asking to join them? Couldn’t people just mind their own business? Wes was about to growl a “No, thanks,” but before he could do so, the other trainer promptly sat...

Wes stared. And here he’d been thinking that freak with the knife was the only insane one here. Honestly, if this girl was having weird dreams, it had nothing to do with him. His heart sank a little at the mention of Agate. This time, though, he managed to catch his thoughts before they...

Novo was distracted in his pursuit when he felt a…light tap? He whirled around, braced for another attacker—but he saw no one. He blinked. Then he looked down. What was this tiny seedling mon? He bent down to sniff at it, bacon thief temporarily forgotten.

“BRI!” Novo’s enraged yowl nearly made Wes choke on his coffee. He spluttered, spilling some on himself, then frantically leaned around the table to see what was the matter. Novo was dancing around his plate of food, snapping his jaws at what appeared to be empty air—then Wes noticed the strip...

Wes blinked. Who—? Oh. That girl from yesterday…Kimiko? She was apologizing again? And this was the second time within 24 hours, too. Damn, had he really made her feel that bad? He felt a twinge of guilt. “Don’t worry about it,” he said with a shrug. “For what it’s worth, it freaked me out...

Wes made sure to take a seat as far away from everyone else as possible. …Well, fine, not too far. The odd tension surrounding some of the people here were not lost on him, so he casually took a seat in a corner that was a healthy distance from most, but just close enough to be within earshot...