Maple looked toward Bahamut in silence, then to the rest of the team. For some reason, the snow around Owen's body had melted significantly, exposing wet earth below. It was funny how expressive his kind were.
"Then you believe Joule is alive," Maple said slowly. "Even you..."
"No evidence to say otherwise," Owen assured. "I think Joule is too strong for that."
"Indeed." Millijoule nodded. "I shall see to it that you find him! Afterward, you can perform all the special hugs you like! I certainly cannot be a substitute. After all, in a sense, you're my mother!"
"...Mm." Maple decided to pretend she didn't hear that one. "Thank you, Bahamut. Owen, Icetales, Luz... I should have been more composed." She straightened, took a breath, and then sighed. "It's time I get to work. We have a lot of technology to analyze, reports to make, and perhaps some Pokemon to question. We're working against time, here. Perhaps it's time we returned to Destiny Village."