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"Told you, I already found it," Mergo answered. "It's burned now." But its skeleton still stood, casting a long, pointed shadow over his path for the foreseeable future. Even beyond this death. Offering a rough solute, Mergo veered around Nate and continued on his way, leaving that street far...

"That was a joke." He should've started keeping track of how many of his deadpanned jokes soared unnoticed. Could've made for a fun game. "You can do what you want, my guy. I made my mistakes. You're free to make yours." Mergo stood upright again, fully stretched and ready to go. "I'm just a...

“I do,” he answered. “But he’s somewhat in your head. He probably knows you’re not as much of an asshole as you say you are. And even if he wasn’t, he’s still sharp enough to connect some dots.” Mergo took a step back and started stretching his arms above his head, first one side and then the...

"Yup. Found it and burned it," Mergo answered, which was strangely not as much of a lie as it could have been. Metaphorically. But none of that was important now. "I'm not gonna pretend like I know what's best here. Complicated could mean a number of things. My Guardians tried to kill me once...

Mergo furrowed his brow. No doubt Nate had some conclusion he'd come to silently. Deceptive by nature. Still though, it was... curious. After all that, Nate bothered to follow up on a rumor? And had apparently talked about him with someone else? Even worse, it might've been more far-spread than...

"Perhaps. If I have no other option and I cannot be transparent with the person I'm working with, I would consider it with my confidants." More curt of an answer than he'd ever give back in his own world, but he could see where the line of questioning would lead. He wouldn't draw that out by...

For an instant, Mergo tensed. This again so soon? He was still trying to come to terms with it himself, and someone was already asking him things? Fate had a sense of humor, didn't it? And with a human. "Well first of all, you opened up your question by asking about Reshiram's ideals," he said...

Mergo waved after Rocky, ignoring the hostile look he'd received. He hoped whatever he was planning to see was only this early due to scheduling and not ridiculous lines. Nate didn't seem like the kind of guy you'd want to wait with in line. "... Blacklight, yes," he answered after a moment's...

It was too late. Mergo considered teleporting away. There wasn't any point in gathering information or toying with people anymore. And it would disrupt his exercise. And as far as he'd seen, he'd exhausted everything he cared to from Nate. Or he could have just kept running. It's not like him...

Through the morning chill Mergo ran, his body shifted to a more athletic and comfortable form. Now a Gallade, his footsteps clicked against the cobblestone as he took another lap. His eyes remained focused, and his breathing regulated. That was the point of it now: to see how long he could keep...