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"Now that's fair," Seyka said. "Well, I have to be off," the Skarmory said lightly before his expression changed. "That was a lie. I'm just done drinking. I want to go look at that guy Joule again. It's like a painting, you know?" "See you, Ivy. Stay away from evil drinks. If you need me to...

"No, no, you're right. I'm not asking for Cynthian's secrets," Seyka said. "But I'll hold you to that, ok? We'll trade, if you get a secret you can tell me, then I'll tell you something I have. All my secrets are a bit boring though."

"Hmmm, I'll try and remember those," Seyka said, too caught up in his thoughts to actually ask what pokemon the names belonged to. "We can be friends if you want," he added, "If we're friends though, we have to tell each other a secret right?" "Ha, just kidding," Seyka said. "I tried...

Seyka laughed. "If it tastes bad the first time, you can't just expect it to be better. You have to change it by changing what it's made of, taking care of it." The Skarmory frowned. "That raises the question of whether or not it's the same drink though. Confusing." "But, you did try it again...

Seyka nodded. "Could be. But what if you're just subconsciously blocking out the taste because you want it to be better than it is." "I think what's most important is whether or not you want to give the drink another try," the Skarmory said. "Even if there are hundreds of good drinks, would you...

"You might have a point," Seyka conceeded. "But what if an evil drink could be good by it's own merits. Like, if you didn't have to add another drink, just made one better on it's own." The Skarmory paused. "We're still talking about drinks right?"

Seyka downed the remaining drinks. "Here's a question. If you had the same ones and they were better, would they still be evil?" "Oops, I guess we'd have to do a blind taste test then," the Skarmory said. "But yeah, do you think evil drinks can become good drinks?"

"Oh! You're with Cynthian. That makes sense," Seyka said. "I can't tell you what to drink though," the Skarmory said. "We all have different tastes, so why don't you have one of everything! Whatever you don't want, I'll finish. Does that sound okay?"

"No reason in particular," Seyka said, his smile fading. "You said it yourself, you're remembered for your actions. At least, you said something close to that." "More to the point though," the Skarmory said. "It's- well, it's easy to be happy, to have no regrets when no one expects anything of...

"Haa, I suppose so," Seyka replied, smiling. Someone else I don't know... ah "I think you have the right idea though." The Skarmory looked thoughtful. "How many people do you think you'd have to help until they remembered? Maybe if you just want to jump to the top, you could always save the...

"Hm, I suppose that's a point," Seyka said. "But I don't think I'd do it either. Mostly because it's kind of a boring way to end things." "As for your other point," the Skarmory said. "I'd be fine with being forgotten. Nothing wrong with being unremarkable, though I suppose that's just what I...

"I'd show you, but I don't think we can," Seyka said, shaking his head. "My dad, Ho-oh, could do that because it was just something he could do. I don't know how, it was almost like something he was good at. But here, I don't think we can just do that, you know?" The Skarmory looked...

"Mmm, I don't know. From what I've seen, you die when you stop living. Ha, I know that sounds obvious, but it's true." Seyka stared at the ceiling. "I knew someone who could answer that though. Where I came from, my father died before." The Skarmory smiled. "Ah, I suppose I should say adoptive...

"That's fair. At least you tried it," Seyka said, nodding. "Question for you, Ivy. Do you think we're all going to die? Everyone seems to be getting excited over that big guy in the sky, though I don't particularly mind it." Seyka looked at the cup. "At least it's not weird like that other time."

"Big bird is big bird," Seyka responded, a stoic expression on his face. "But if you really want to, you can also call me Seyka." The Skarmory watched Ivy inspect the drink. "It tastes how you want it to. If you really want it to be great, and you believe it hard enough, then it just might...

Seyka looked at the Roselia curiously. "Have as much as you like, I don't mind. Even if it smells bad, you should at least try it. A lot of things we eat don't smell great, but sometimes you just don't have a choice." For a moment, the Skarmory frowned, but he recovered quickly. "Oh, are you...

"Ooh," Seyka mumbled, looking at the floor in disappointment. "I drink and I drink, but nothing happens. I heard getting drunk was supposed to be fun, but I guess I just can't do it." The Skarmory looked around, surreptitiously watching the other patrons. "Maybe there's a secret to it that I'm...