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"What?" Nate laughed and leaned back in his seat. "Well, shit, if you'd rather pay your way, be my guest." He supposed they'd still dispense you your colosseum winnings, even if you didn't technically need them. Man. If he'd gotten some of that, he didn't even know what he would have done with...

"That's good," Rocky said cheerfully. "At least you got everything that was important. Me and Luz, we got as much time as we want here. We can do all the things!" He beamed. "Well, it don't exactly make much difference, since neither of us is paying," Nate said with a smirk. "But sure. You want...

"Nah. Ain't nothing I can do here that I couldn't do back home at least as well," Nate said. "This ain't the place for me." "You can't breathe underwater back home! You could look for sunken treasure!" Nate rolled his eyes. "Nothing I care about I couldn't do back home." He looked thoughtfully...

Nate shrugged. "No. I had other shit to do." "He hates fun," Rocky mock-whispered, eyes gleaming as though sharing a secret. Nate elbowed him, and Rocky giggled. The marshtomp didn't appear to mind the comment.

"Yeah, I'm glad to be headed back. All this hero shit"--Nate gestured vaguely at the air--"ain't for me. And yeah, I wasn't too keen on getting close to nobody I was just gonna have to say goodbye to a few months out. Much easier that way." Rocky sighed and leaned back in his seat. A quick...

"Oh, that's right. There's a lot of Beans, so there could be a lot of Incineroars, too. Hmm..." Rocky smiled, lost in fantasizing about the kinds of wild things that might go down in the battle. "Yeah?" Nate started to raise a hand in response to Brisa's thanks, but then set it firmly back down...

"Front row?" Rocky's eyes gleamed, and he bounced excitedly in his seat. "Of course I want to! I love to get to see the fights up close! Maybe Incineroar will even do his ascension thing like you said!" He considered for a moment. "We already saw a couple people be legendary in the colosseum...

"Yeah? Not the kind of conflict you'd need to get experience dealing with if you were gonna be a fucking Overseer. Most battles at the colosseum seem pretty friendly." Nate tapped his empty glass against the table again, distractedly. "But sure. I'll be there." Rocky glanced over from his...

Damn. Well. There was clearly a lot going on there. Why in fuck would Pokéworld even go out of its way to invent a gallows? He tried to imagine some dismayed townsmon trying to deal with a geodude or something, then hastily banished the thought. "Why keep it in your dreams? Go ahead and burn...

A new rail line, huh? Somehow that seemed even stranger than all the high-tech nonsense in Destiny Village. No tech wildy kind of shit Nate could understand, and something that felt almost like home was weird, but not so weird, but thinking about, like, a pokémon industrial revolution or...

"Yeah. I dunno much about what wild pokémon get up to in my world, but I'm sure there's some places where they fight for sport, too. Just more dangerous without healing machines and shit." He took a look around the room, thinking. "I guess travel ain't as big a thing for pokémon around here...

Rocky was clearly enjoying his discussion with Luz. Not many things that got him more excited than explosions, or exploring the limits of his weird, gooey body. More power to him, Nate thought. The more friends he could make around here, the better. "Pro battler?" Nate said. "Sure. Not very...

"Well, you wouldn't have to explode through Radiance," Rocky said, flopping forward across the table as though dejected that his idea hadn't immediately interested Brisa. He looked hopefully up at Luz. "I bet we could learn to do explodey things, though. We can use all kinds of attacks!" "The...

"Hmmm." Nate leaned back in the booth, looking contemplative. "Well, it ain't the kind of fighting we do back home, that's for sure. You looking for Colosseum kind of shit, then? Not like how you'd handle a fight for your life, or back in your own world or whatever, without all the Blacklight...

"I wish!" Rocky said. "We should have brought Incineroar with us to do commentary! That would have made everything cooler." He was thoughtfully quiet for a moment. "Maybe he was there after Pop brought all of Cibus in, doing his announcer thing, and we just didn't see him." "Oh, yeah, I go to...

Rocky's eyes brightened when Luz came over to their table. "See?" "Wait," Nate said, but Rocky was already off and running. "Sure! There's plenty of room," he said. "It's been a long time, Luz. What have you been doing? I know Brisa's been fighting a lot in the colosseum. Marshtomp's been to...

Nate had honestly had enough of the X-eye Cauldron for a while, but it was Rocky's turn to pick their lunch spot, and he'd been insistent. "You always want to go to Pasta Plaza, but they don't have funny mushroom burgers." And a mushroom burger was the only thing the guy would hear of today, so...

The shadow mudkip froze when Shadow bent down to peer after him, but the mightyena was only trying to say goodbye. He watched, a bit wistfully, as Shadow headed back to his table. He didn't really understand why the mightyena insisted that he was a nice shadow or that he didn't deserve it when...

The shadow mudkip looked like it was about to say something, but instead he simply looked down at the floor. "Okay. Well, I guess I should be going back. Nate probably will want to leave pretty soon." He turned to creep away under the booth, but then paused and looked over his shoulder...

"Only if he sees me." The shadow mudkip's smile had turned melancholy, but it remained. He wiped another oozing tear away from his eye. "Don't worry. I'm good at making sure people don't notice me."