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"Maybe you could make something good and kind of your powers?" he tried to offer. How do you help someone who lived worlds away? "Like, um, instead of waiting to save the world, you could try using those abilities to help the law—or maybe help the people with less of a 'world-ending' context?"...

He wasn't entirely sure if saving the world was meant to be this grand goal to achieve, but at least she had a level head about it. He was excited and ready to be a hero himself, but when he remembered the impact it's had on Owen and Aria...it had him worried. Would he even be able to handle the...

That statement made him grimace at the thought. "Absolutely," he agreed. "I think Blacklight would destroy my world, we're not nearly as equipped to handle madness like that. I didn't even have a good grasp on any of it when I first started using my powers here, it almost consumed me." He was...

"It was gifted to me to help someone," he explained rather cryptically. "It was cool and scary and all that, but it's something I hope I don't need to use again. I'm not sure if my world could handle something as explosive as Blacklight, too powerful and unnatural." Ben hummed in thought. "I...

"Woah," he whispered, eyes wide. The confidence she had in simply entering that form without hesitation was really something. It reminded him of a certain lucario, and he was sure there was no way they wouldn't get along. Then he recovered with a chuckle. "Yeah, that sounds something like the...

The relief hit him like a charging tauros. He'd not forgive himself if he let someone like Brisa submit to the darker thoughts and woeful wishes. But he didn't have to worry—her light seemed to be stronger than he originally thought. "That's what I like to hear!" he said with a grin. "So, tell...

Ben nodded eagerly. "Yeah! Everyone has a part to play, no matter how small it is--it's all important! And who knows, maybe you'll get super lucky and see everyone again!" His expression then became serious. "You can't give up, Brisa, because the moment you do you let everyone who turns their...

"Yeah, I getcha," he responded as he pulled away. That's good, she seemed better, but not entirely at all. Ben remembered that half the team had just about died trying to stop Joule, and it seemed like they had more or less recovered from it. "But what if leaving messed something up back home?"...

Fuck. He couldn't promise her anything, could he? It was a bunch of 'what if's and uncertainties. There was no way Ben could tell her with confidence that things would work out. "Then...you should make sure you spend as much time as you can with them. That way you can tell yourself upon your...

Ben frowned. "Is it...really that bad back home?" he asked, his voice gentle. He had absolutely noticed the shadows, which told him that this was an internal problem she'd been struggling with. He knew that all too well. "Every life should be worth living...though I can't pretend I fully...

"Yes, the end...are you ready?" He'd not totally ignored her sparring remark, he just wasn't sure if he was prepared for another beatdown--his body still ached after all. Though he did respect Brisa's passion. "If you need any help on that, I can try and guide you through goodbyes and stuff. I...

It was only a matter of time, wasn't it? His 'Hero's Aura' would fade and he'd remember...eventually. He still wasn't sure what he'd do if his memories returned. Cry, maybe. "Rest of the team? Bunch of whackos," Ben said without hesitation. "But they're good mons, unless you're talking about...

He thought hard. The memory split was slightly confusing to push past, but he managed. "It was pretty much like nothing happened, except sometimes I felt like something was missing, but I didn't know what. I learnt to just get over it."

Ben immediately knew his answer to her question, and he frowned. "My friends," he told her. "All of them, the ones I've made in this Cibus and the other one...I wish I could remember them and see them again." Then he went silent for a moment as he thought some more. His next words were quiet...

Ben's eyes widened as he watched her slowly float off the ground. He mouthed a "Wow" in awe. Then he blinked, snapping out of his fixation on Brisa's technique. "That's really cool!" he proclaimed. "I always thought electric types were pretty amazing because I know a luxray back home, he's one...

Regular lessons? So Brisa really was an active member of the team. It made Ben wonder if his experience would have been different had he not been such a fucking coward from the beginning. He'd reverted back to his old self more or less, and the shame trickled in. All he'd been through at home...

"Extremespeed..." Ben hummed as he remembered the rush of the move. The speed, the power... "You've met Aria, right?" he asked with an amused smile. He had a feeling she had. "She's the one that taught me that move, actually. It's super fun!" Were luxray even capable of learning that move...

"Hummans...Hiyumans..." Ben winced. It never sounded right from him. Just what was that word? "We had a small one once but they left real early, it sounded like his home was...really rough. Couldn't stay," he said quietly, then his voice picked up again. "I don't think it matters what you are...

The arcanine blinked in surprise. "Oh? Nah, I was actually super nervous I'd screw up or something, glad it didn't come off that way," he replied, sounding relieved. "Been in a lot of battles and I'm kind of a big name back home, not for sport, though. Or an audience. Just good at staying...

Ben chuckled. That was a question he was bound to be asked several times, and now that the battle was over, there weren't any secrets he had to keep. He felt much better about not having to hide things about himself—in case his battle style was gleaned from his words. He listened hard, making...