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Seyka smiled. "By your leave then. As it turns out, one of the few things I can do well is making things less alive." The Skarmory straightened up. "In all cases, I defer to you. You're the expert after all."

Seyka nodded slowly. "I wish most things were that simple. But what makes a ghost seed a ghost seed? Can't we just kill a seed ourselves? What do ghosts have that we don't?" The Skarmory stuck his tongue out. "Thinking about it, ghost retail sounds like a scam." "Ghosts probably know more about...

"If you know how to do that, I'd be happy to help," Seyka said. "It's a good change of pace too, creating life instead of ending it- even if it's a ghost tree..." The Skarmory frowned. "Oh that's going to be confusing. But I wouldn't worry about the creator thing. If you try to connect...

"If it's a tree of life, then it's all life, for better or worse," Seyka said idly. "It's hard to tell if a tree is dead sometimes though. A tree can lose all its leaves but still be alive. The important part is the roots. Maybe it's the tree of life because it's roots extend everywhere. Or you...

“Maybe it is a tree house. I know I’d like to live in a tree, and I suppose I have one way or another.” Seyka frowned. “They said something about sucking the energy out of it. I guess it only has so much life in it, maybe if we left it alone, it would be a tree of death. That would be...

"Oh, that?" The Skarmory smiled. "I was just wondering about that Tree of Life everyone's been talking about. I just don't get why one tree is just more special than others. And- I guess beyond that, why not have all trees be like it." "Take good care of your dad though," Seyka added, "You only...

Seyka looked down at the familiar. "I'm Seyka, and not much else. You are... hmmm, a familiar right?" If the Skarmory had trouble with names normally, the familiars were a nightmarish second layer that he hadn't even attempted to broach. Even associating each one with it's owner was an...

"Mmmmm," Seyka wandered, talking to himself. "Tree of life? Most trees are alive as far as I know... is one tree really more alive than every other tree?" The Skarmory sighed. "All this is nonsense. Why can't we just ask any tree?"

"Mm, if you're asking, I suppose I'll try," Seyka said. "It's more important that you do that though. The team wouldn't be missing out on much if I got myself killed." "It's not self deprecation either," the Skarmory added. "It's objective fact, haha!" <><><><><><><><><><><><>

"To the contrary, I'd be okay if I never went home again," Seyka said. "Maybe I'd be bitter about it, but it'll pass." "There are things at home that I've wanted to do for a long time," the Skarmory said. "Almost too long. I've almost given up, but that's okay." "But about heroes, I didn't...

Seyka looked directly at Myles. "Yes, yes it is." The Skarmory frowned. "Heroes are the good guys, they save pokemon- not the opposite. But you know-" his expression brightened, "I can always dream. And you know- help real heroes, if only a little." Inno sighed, but said nothing. "You must be...

"What are you?" Seyka looked confused. "You are a hero for all intents and purposes. It's not a label, it's objective truth." "Whether you believe it yourself is a different matter," the Skarmory added. "But if you want to label yourself a hero, no one would object. Like, see, I could label...

"So it- makes you happy to do these things?" Seyka cocked his head. "Combined with a sense of obligation..." "Mmm, whether I were here or home, I can't tell how much of a difference it makes," the Skarmory said. "And I don't really hope for anything." "Liar," the Archen muttered. "Huh? I'm...

Lucky! That means its Astrid. "Coping is a lot of trouble," Seyka said idly. "Question for you then, what makes you want to care this much about this world?" The Archen looked up at him incredulously. "Don't start with this, Seyka." "It's just a question," the Skarmory replied. "I just want...

"Yep, that's me," Seyka replied, forcing a smile. He looked at the Archen on his neck. "And this is my friend Inno." "Seyka, I'm your brother." "Same difference." The Skarmory paused. "Um, I wouldn't know if I'm ready for anything. I don't mind much either way. It's just another thing I...

"No, no, no, again!" Seyka said, poking the Archen wrapped around his neck with a wing. "I think I'm getting it." "You're hopeless," Inno replied, "Let's leave it at that." "But you're my- what was it- my familiar right?" the Skarmory pouted, "Can't you just tell me?" "No, because you need to...

Seyka nodded. "We'll be fine. I'll just have to deal with it." He looked at the Archen, a strange look on his face. "You're so small Inno. I can hardly remember when you were like that." The Archen, Inno, grunted. "Mmmm. Remember whatever you want." "Sorry that I couldn't help any," Seyka said...

"No, no, I guess my stone found it's way back to me," Seyka said, sounding annoyed. "But I thought it would be a friend." The Archen rolled it's eyes, arms still wrapped around the Skarmory's neck. "Instead," Seyka said. "I got my brother. It's like he never evolved." The Skarmory slowly...

"Enough to get by- I think," Seyka said. "The longest I've gone without meeting someone new was around sixty to seventy years. But I was fine. Plus my brother would always tell me about different places he visited; cause he was always traveling." The Skarmory frowned. "He doesn't do that as...

Seyka pondered for a moment. "Well, that's his problem if he went into this whole thing not knowing how to take care of himself. If it were me, I'd just- do better," he said confidently. "Structure it like a business you know? Saving the world bureaucratically." The Skarmory made a face. "Or...