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Fast. Fast. Fast. Everything happened suddenly and all at once. Wes barely had time to stagger and regain his footing before several people started shouting. There were trainers and Pokémon and legends everywhere, everything was wet—how? Why?—and too many people were exclaiming and moving—...

Wes said nothing further and only continues to flare at the waiter’s back until he had disappeared back into the kitchen. Wasn’t much an answer, that was for damn sure. He hadn’t even given Wes a name. He turned back to his Pokémon with a huff. “Let’s go. I want to be back in the room well...

Well…it wasn’t the answer Novo had been hoping for, but he could at least take reassurance in Latios’ promise. He felt a little braver now, knowing that at least some of the Legendaries were on their side and trying to protect whoever they could. He bowed his head again, this time in gratitude...

Novo tensed, warily rising to his feet as the air rippled around them both. What was happening? Should he call for Wes? Should— But when Latios unveiled himself, Novo froze, eyes wide, then hastily bowed his head in a gesture of respect. He was not familiar with this Legend, but there was no...

Neo cocked his head to the side. With a light trill, he sent a few gentle messages to the trainer’s mind: an image of a friendly wave, accompanied with a welcoming warmth. Then, a question, posed not in words but in feelings: are you a friend? Novo let himself relax a little. Maybe he could...

Neo raised his tail as an additional greeting, and replied with another chirp. This guy seemed nice. He wondered if he was the type to share his bacon. Wes stared for a minute. And then a minute more. Then he lowered his head into his hand, pinching the bridge of his nose, and closed his eyes...

Wes scowled at the interruption before he could stop himself. Couldn’t this guy ask someone else? “No, haven’t seen any,” he said curtly. Little busy trying to solve a damn kidnapping, here. Neo wasn’t nearly as perturbed, however. He blinked up at the trainer and chirped a hello. Head chef...

Wes paused as he stepped into the dimly lit diner, letting his eyes adjust before taking in the scenery. What an interesting place this was. It was like a cave—meant to seem like a dragon’s cave, specifically—but it was somehow quite cozy. Not many people were here, and it was relatively quiet...