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"Right," Karat said. "Thank you." It was curt, but it was also genuine. He turned around and looked like he was about done talking with them. Still, at least he wasn't blasting them away...

"Tch. It's not him." Karat shook his head. "...But it's probably someone a lot like the one who saved me. I'll concede that much. I'm not interested in seeing someone who is only like the person who saved me. That 'Red' is long dead, by age if anything. Still... If you want a chance at freeing...

Karat frowned. "...He did. Why?"

Karat closed his eyes, thinking back. He made a humming noise that had an ethereal rumble to it. "He was a boy. A boy that seemed older than he really was, with a powerful aura swirling around him, like he was a Legend in and of itself. He didn't speak, and yet... I seemed to know precisely what...

"Mewtwo..." Karat hummed, looking like the initial topic had passed. "Giovanni... yes. I know about him. But that was a long, long time ago, and the one I was under is long dead. The only thing I really know is... I did not know, for the early part of my life, that I could do other things...

Karat's tendril-fingers wrapped around themselves, clearly showing some form of pensiveness. "I'll consider it," he said, looking at a nearby tree. "Some alone time would be nice so I can... continue to acclimate. But maybe in a few days, I'll... look into that."

That got a reaction out of Karat. A subtle one, but one that, out of everything, was perhaps the largest one. "...Karat enjoyed fighting. We enjoy fighting together. That hasn't changed. But... we do not think that is going to be feasible now. It will only... draw attention."

The air warped and dirt exploded outward in the area just between Puddle and Nate. "How dare you assume this was not a mutual bond," Karat said icily. "That Deoxys would betray Karat... that Karat would be so weak as to fall under someone's control..." ...He has a point. "We are here so we do...

I'm only guessing. Deoxys tend to go dormant for a while once they're defeated. It could be faster, it could be slower. But Karat is now Deoxys' host. ...I do not get the sense that he resents this beyond the fact that Deoxys was hurt at all. They were a couple... Though this is a bit extreme...

Rrgh, hold on. Give me your eyes. Nate would feel a surreal sensation, a cold feeling like someone had crawled just beneath his forehead. It wasn't painful, but it was certainly unpleasant. Mmh... Oh. Wonderful. "Nothing happened to us that we can't handle. That's simple enough, isn't it?"...

Karat was quiet again, but it felt like there was a scowl behind that shadowy robe. "We're fine. This voice is... just a little strained. We'll probably... just speak with telepathy like Deoxys used to." Nate, is everything okay? I sensed a spike of energy against you. Are you alive? "Just...

"...We're fine. There's nothing to worry about." Karat started to drift backward, but his robe caught on one of the lower branches. It revealed Karat's hand, however briefly--which had become a boneless, twisting thing of orange, teal, and lavender.

"Our badge works with psychic power," Karat replied. "We didn't feel like answering. Not after everyone kept constantly trying to 'make us feel better.' We set you all on Ignore." Karat's body shifted a little under his robe in a way that didn't seem natural. "Was that all?"

Nate would suddenly get a piercing headache before he could get a proper reading. It felt angry, irritated, almost. "What do you want?" Karat finally said--his voice sounded normal, albeit a little hoarse. "We're fine." He didn't move from his spot.

The barrier didn't break or let up, but just before they could leave, there was a sound a little further inside. Someone was walking through the brush... Out came a robed figure, just like he'd been before the team had arrived. Owen in particular would have mentioned something like this--how...

No response. According to Chip, Karat was definitely here. Perhaps he was a little deeper inside? Chip had given a miniaturized version of the Mewtwo detector for Nate to bring for checking. Thankfully, it was pointing in the right direction--it had taken a moment to 'refresh,' perhaps because...

The Shade listened to each one. All things considered, it was feeling very cooperative now, even if it didn't completely trust them... The Shade let out a confused growl, trying to understand what Nate was asking of it. Treasure Town, this place? It paused, and then eventually chirped once...

After being given some proper food, and the Shade delicately nipping at it before going for a more ravenous approach, it listened half-attentively toward Skara. The first question, whether it preferred berries or Pokemon, it had no answer to, and tilted its head. Perhaps it did not have a...

"I'll take good care of it!" Owen nodded assuredly. Soda was already gone, and Karat had disappeared, wanting nothing to do with them... even if he did, slightly, appreciate their help. Their mission over, the team was able to return to their normal tasks. <><><>

"Can I keep it?" Owen asked. "I--I've been trying to help Dave with his a little, you know, just getting berries and stuff if Dave ever wants to feed him or anything, but, um... you know, Dave has that one, so..." Soda gave Owen an incredulous look, then rolled his eyes and shrugged. "Do what...