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Hazel bowed her head. “You are welcome. It would not have been happening without you, too. If you are ever needing anything please be telling us and we will be helping... Now, how about we leave this cave? I would like to be feeling the wind in my feathers for the first time.” <><><><><>

Hazel felt cool, fresh air on her face. The weight on her neck was gone. She could see freely now, could look at her own body. Trying something she hadn't had control of for five years, she closed her eyes and focused on her type. Gladion watched as the membranes on her tail and head shifted...

Gladion let out a deep sigh of relief and nodded. What qualified as an average-circumstances magical wish with a mythical species, he didn't know. Jirachi was confident it was possible with his knowledge, and that was what mattered. He shut his eyes and tried to picture the technical diagram of...

Hazel’s eyes widened. That is nice! I am not knowing of mythical species so you are looking as unique to me as I am to you. Except I am knowing Manaphy, we were meeting them before. They were helping us twice, even if the first time was going… maybe not the best. But! That is why we were trying...

Hazel wondered for a moment if Neo had come back, but no, this was a different voice. She turned around to face the little star-looking pokemon behind her. Hi! I am Hazel. Most people have not been meeting anyone like me before. I would be surprised if that was different for you. Are you having...

As he was leaving the spot he and Wes had been poking around in, Gladion’s phone buzzed. Probably Odette getting back to him. He pulled out his phone, read the message, and… He understood her desire not to say too much in a way that could be intercepted, but her information was still...

“Oh yeah, what about a ballgown?” He laughed to himself. Felt good to joke about that. He didn’t know if Wes would find it funny, though, so he moved on to avoid another awkward break. Didn’t want Wes to think he was one of those people who couldn’t talk about anything else. “I know criminal...

Gladion laughed. “A good instinct for dealing with insurance companies, honestly. Or really for companies in general. Really, the big difference between companies and organized crime is whether they’re rich enough to get away with it. Same rules, but with more formalwear,” he said, really...

"Ohh right. Yeah. They'd go bankrupt." He probably should have realized that. It was kind of, you know, the point of his joke. Wes just seemed so normal it was easy to forget he wouldn't know about stuff like that. In retrospect, Wes knowing enough about people like him to be cool with it was...

"Ah. I see," Gladion said, wincing. "Yep I've heard of Orre... Never really heard it described like that before, but I guess basic survival needs can deprioritize things like being too involved in unrelated people's business. Y'could probably make a marketing spin out of that." He parted the...

Gladion's face reddened slightly, despite the chilly air from the cave. Despite him probably needing to talk about this with someone, he didn't know what to say and he doubly didn't want to go dumping that all on a friend he'd just recently made. He was an awkward enough person already...

Gladion gave himself permission to laugh a little, even though he still found his sentence a little awkward. "Similar myself. No idea where I'd be without Hazel. That's not even to mention all the other people along the way. Wouldn't have gotten out of boat jail as a minor without help. In which...

“Ah.” There had to be something more to it than that, but he wasn’t going to dig if Wes didn’t want to share. He just had to find something else to say. “Well. I’ve always figured blood relatives aren’t what makes family anyway.” He sighed. “…That sounded way less sappy before I said it out...

“I’m inclined to agree, it was. Of the family I had there… I wouldn’t spit on my mother if she was on fire. My father’s dead-“ Wait, I just told him the same of the BKP project head. Oops. “And my sister… twin sister… I haven’t spoken to her since I left, and that was four years ago. She...

Gladion nodded. “It was an artificial metal ‘island’ of sorts. Exorbitantly expensive to build, but free from any political jurisdictions, since it’s not really in a country per se. It’s where I grew up… I don’t miss it, exactly. For a number of reasons.” Gladion had seen a number of reactions...

Gladion laughed. "Did what I could. Stole enough money to keep me going until I was legally employable. Nobody got any sleep that night after all the alarms I set off stealing a boat. But the whole thing was set up on a ship filled with critically endangered species for conservation, which'd all...

Hazel noticed Wes making eye contact with her. She looked back into his eyes and waved. She'd heard humans considered eye contact polite, but most people didn't extend that to her. Wes must be nice. That was no surprise to her, though, since she already knew that Gladion liked him. "You know...

Hazel sat down on her stomach to be level with Neo, Novo, and Wes' crouch. She touched Novo’s muzzle with her helmet. Gladion laughed. “Yeah. I’d be surprised if you had. She… doesn’t occur in nature. She was created, but things went wrong. I rescued her. Or stole her, depending on who you...

Conversation With: Wes Good to hear. Mountain makes sense, Hazel and I'll be there in a moment. Speaking of, not sure you've really seen her yet, given the circumstances we met under. Don't let her look frighten you, she's a sweetheart. As he got close to the mountains, before seeing Wes...