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"It's almost hard to sit still, you know?" Seyka said, staring into the distance. The Skarmory smiled. "I feel like there's something I should be doing. But that's okay. Everything can afford to wait- because what happens afterwards won't come sooner anyway." <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>

"Ah, that sounds like a tough one," Seyka replied, making a face. "If it were up to me, then I would think the best choice would be to kill Joule and see what happens. Sure, you might disappear too, but otherwise it's just a wish sitting idle, no?" "But that's too much trouble," the Skarmory...

"That's a nice offer," Seyka said. The Skarmory frowned, staring at the ground. "You can skip the trip though. There's nothing there for you to see." "So why don't you focus on what you want to do first," Seyka continued lightly, "Is it something you can tell me about?"

"Oh that would be embarrassing. What if I'm in the middle of something important and then I have to remember all this at once? I think I might just die instead." Seyka stuck his tongue out. "Of course that's impossible, but you know." "Actually now that I think about it, I'm never doing...

"Lead the way then," Seyka said blithely, "I live in a forest anyway, so I'm not missing out on anything." "Now that I think about it though- we're not really missing out on anything huh. Well, maybe not you, but we'll forget this all when this ends. So it shouldn't matter what we choose to do...

"Half is for me?" Seyka stared in confusion. Then, he nodded. "If you say so." "As before though, my choice is to defer to you," the Skarmory said. "Forests, cliffs, the difference is negligible. Why don't you pick whichever one is the most interesting."

Consuming the entire thing in one bite, the Skarmory's expression changed, becoming far away and wistful for a second. "Oops," Seyka said, shaking his head. "Didn't mean to get so riled up." "I like it," he exclaimed, "So what are you going to do? Eat the rest?"

"Choices are important," Seyka said slowly, "So it's my choice to leave that choice to you." The Skarmory made a face. "My opinion isn't anything to be concerned about. But-" For a moment Seyka was quiet. "I do like sweet things..."

"Mmm, if only that guy I knew back home were here instead of me," Seyka said. "Oh well, I guess I'll have to enjoy it for him!" The Skarmory laughed. "Pick whatever you want, I'll eat it. I'm good at being told what to eat, ahahah."

"You lead the way," Seyka said. "I feel like I've heard the term, but I don't know what a poffin is." The Skarmory smiled. "One of those strange snackfoods maybe? I'm not too fond of group meals, so to speak, but I'll be fine."

"I never have anything to talk about," Seyka mused. "I guess that's why I only talk to approximations of pokemon all the time." "It's not something I mind though," the Skarmory continued, "Back home, no one talks to me unless they need something. Except one or two others."

"Not much," Seyka said, making a face. "I've lived in a forest for centuries so I can't make an opinion that means anything about buildings." "If I had a house like this though, I think I'd like it," the Skarmory said. "Maybe my life would have taken a different turn for the better." "If that...

Seyka stared down at the town, his eyes searching for nothing. "Sounds good to me," he said. The Skarmory's wings simply paused in mid-flight and he plunged downwards before lifting his wings slightly into a glide. "Ahaha, I always wanted to try that," he shouted, looking back up to where...