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“Maybe.” Astrid frowned. “There just isn’t always time to stop and do that in battle… which is why I’ve been training.” Astrid supposed there would always be a disconnect here. Dave’s Poocheyena legs could carry him far and fast in battle, but the vibe she usually got from him was one of...

“Containing it,” Astrid said a little proudly. “Truffle was helping me. I was gonna approach Maple about it too, but… she hasn’t been feeling too well as of late.” Her head tilted slightly. “What about you? I’ve seen you use yours once or twice to summon Protect shields.”

Astrid nodded, unable to avoid staring at the unique head shape. Is that what Scyther from Dave’s world look like…? “Brain damage?” Gosh, that would be bad. She didn’t know how many brains she could run through. If Diyem wasn’t around to revive her, perhaps she’d only get one. Yikes. “Hrm. I...

“Ahaha, yeah. The explosion.” Astrid spoke as though it had been an uneventful outing she’d gone on weeks prior, fading in her memory. That act didn’t get her far, and her ears fell slightly. “There’s… still a dull ache in the back of my head that comes and goes. Kinda like I banged my forehead...

“Yeah, duh. What he said.” The silhouette gestured forth with a paw, then dropped the same paw to the ground in contemplation. Why hadn’t he just said that? Astrid gawked at Myles, or, well. She supposed it couldn’t really be him then. “Stoney? I-is that… you?” “Stop calling me that,” he...

“Sooo. What are we doing here?” Myles(?) whispered. Astrid poked at a particular book on a higher shelf, eventually tipping it backwards and safely into her paw. “Reading,” she said with her nose practically pressed into the pages. “I need to figure out what’s going on with you and my ultra...