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Armel stopped mid-sip of his tea to eye the female-sounding bird quizzically. “You…” he started to say. “When you ‘stand upside down’…you put your hands on the ground and hold your body upright with your hands, right? Therefore, it’s a handstand. You technically are replacing your feet with...

It was like his Galarian senses were tingling--he damn well knew there was tea before he saw it being poured into numerous cups. His autopilot attempted to take over, and he took a single step in the direction of Alioth and the tea party, but he caught himself and angled back toward the pillar...

Opening his eyes, Armel stood stark still for god new how long. This wasn’t his room. Or Club Extrasensory. Or even one of Father’s awful gatherings. This was…unnatural. Unfamiliar. “Bizarre,” he said under his breath before tonguing the inside of his cheek. A cursory glance around showed him...