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They broke the water's surface as the waves buried them. Salt water stung his eyes as he blinked them a few times. Sunlight scintillated and filtered through the water, and beneath them, there was darkness. The sandy bottom was obscured in a blanket of shadows. Wild Pokemon he couldn't quite...

It had been far, far too long. Mergo drew in a long, deep breath as he adjusted himself, laying his palm flat against her side. "No witnesses." A flash of gold, and in the blink of an eye, the two were whisked away from the shore. The roars of the waves were somehow louder, and the cliffs of...

... Luckily, he wouldn't live to regret that. Idly, Mergo reached an arm around her waist and held her close. He drew in a deep breath and stared off into the horizon. A long moment passed, and then another. It was... strange. Peaceful. His mind didn't wander or go on any tangents for once...

"'Keeping people happy,'" Mergo paraphrased. It sounded familiar, but Mergo couldn't remember if he'd surmised the gist of that himself or if she'd said parts of it outright. She definitely interacted with him differently than the others in some small but meaningful way. "I... I hadn't...

"It's not my fault that I just knew better than everyone," he scoffed. "Honestly. If anyone's to blame, it's you guys. You could've left me at any time." Mergo exhaled, shaking his head as he looked out the cave's mouth. The waves shushed his nonsense as they washed over him, delightfully cool...

"What, you didn't like me back then?" Mergo put on a frown. He sat down at the water's edge, put his hands on the ground behind him, and bent over backwards to pout at her. "But you'd held me so close on that first night together."

Mergo snorted. After conversing with Team Spectrum, it was nice to find someone again who could see right through his non-answers to glimpse the gist. And the fact that the one who spoke his language the best was a pugilist who had no interest in politics would never stop being funny to him...

He scoffed, then tilted his head to face her. "Mergo," he answered. "What, you didn't forget me, did you?"

"I did," Mergo deadpanned. "Not actually, of course. That would be ridiculous. I just wanted to clear the air after getting too heavy by mistake. Though it's sweet to know you care." He imagined what it would be like to have a life that long while the hero's aura still shone. What sort of...

"... Ah." A beat. Mergo sheepishly rubbed at the back of his head. "Forgive me. Old habits die hard." Even now it was second nature to assume Aria was getting at something. Not that it hadn't been warranted. Maybe he was still hoping. "It's still relevant, but, you're correct. Being here...

She should've already known the answer to that. Were he in a mocking mood, he would've feigned offense. "It's an ideal world," Mergo answered. "Its citizens are content, and the ferals are little more than a passive nuisance. Not even that much in places. Supposedly they can intermingle. There...

His head didn't turn. Mergo continued forward as he surveyed the shift in the environment. "Some of both."

Mergo nodded, then proceeded to slowly extinguish the psyshocks one by one, taking away the cosmic violet ambiance. The darkness settled in bit by bit, but never completely. "I know this place is inert, but I don't believe I've ever said just how strange this is to me," Mergo explained. "The...

"For a long while, yes," Mergo answered, giving a satisfied nod. The psionic hand moved to the other ear. "But, well, I can see where you're coming from. The reactions you get from teasing can be... What was the word you used again? Right. Adorable." He made sure to drawl that last word out...

"Because you cheated," he pouted. Mergo considered saying something about her continuing to fall for his act, just like he had blatantly said a moment before and knew he could get away with by blaming it on a performance. It very likely would have actually confused her. Like the charlatan he...

Her paw pushed on the side of his waist, and Mergo’s eyes shot open as a high, toy-like squeak escaped his mouth. He cut it off short and smacked her paw away. “You bitch,” Mergo scoffed.

“You were quite passable, so fear not. You shouldn’t have to deal with any of this ever again once we’re through with Diyem.” The psyshocks dimmed, and a devious smile crossed his face as Mergo fell a few paces behind. “Yes, never again,” he murmured. “Once I usurp your power for myself, I...

His character broke for a fraction of a second. That quickly? The last time Mergo had tried these things around her, she laughed but stayed out of it. Had she been practicing? How much time had passed for her? And then there was a flash in his eyes, and he was back. Dark Lord Mergo scoffed and...

"Mm. Well, your brand of non-do-gooder fun confuses me a little," Mergo admitted. Sometimes he could still hear Kora's scream of agony through the badge's microphone. How she never had to answer for those crimes, he'd never know. "Maybe you could be my cohort if I go out again?" Mergo offered...

Mergo hummed. The physical approach was easy. And it was easily challenged by sheer conviction or rivaling strength. "You know, I was fully expecting you to tell me off for that," he said. "Something about borderline harassment, or having better things to do with my time. Or whatever else. I...