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Laura hesitated, not sure how to respond to Wallace's question. Like, yes she knew of the Galarian League members, but it wasn't like she was in that circle, or ever would be. The guy was on speaking terms with celebrity battlers on the other side of the planet from himself, she was a junior...

"Champ? Howls, no shit." Laura cleared her throat. "I'm from Galar. I have, like, half the badges to make a challenge, and it's my first circuit. If you're a champ, you could probably put me through my paces with your eyes closed." She laughed awkwardly. "Keep wondering how any of us can put...

Laura gave a little wave, and wearily signed an ordinary circuit greeting – [Hello, you look strong]. "I'm Laura. Pleasure to meet you. I take it you're League battlers of some stripe? I'm a circuit challenger, I guess, just not anyone who can pull anything off against a 'mon of Orzo's combat...

Laura looked up, squinting vaguely at the milotic. Not telepathy. Another talker? She hadn't talked before, had she? Or it could be just how this dimension worked. What the fuck ever, honestly. "Uh, yeah, I ah... I'm not hurt," she replied, concentrating on how she wasn't injured. That was...

Stray words lapped at the edges of Laura's mind, disconnected from the rest of what everyone else was saying. Here and there, she was vaguely aware of other humans, of pokémon, of light and grass and metal keys. Voices, hard to focus on. Focus. Focus. "I, uh..." Laura blinked, and hunched her...