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"At least one god can hear us right now," Cuicatl told Dave. "I would be more respectful, if only for that reason." She stepped away from Necrozma. It didn't seem like she could reach him for now. "But I think we should take some initiative while Diyem is busy. I suggest sticking together...

Cuicatl caught Necrozma's distinctive scent of stone and ozone. She walked closer before realizing that the dragon's heat seemed to be gone now. "You want to talk about stuff, Necrozma?" She asked, quietly, trying not to draw attention to this corner of the group.

“Maybe they died,” Cuicatl muttered. “Then they’d just be reborn and come back here. If they’re alive, they’re probably trapped on the ocean floor with no food or fresh water.”