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[failnought]

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[seasaltkey]

Why wouldn't I?

[failnought]

People with less-than-kind hearts might... treat them poorly.

[seasaltkey]

.. I know... and I think those Pokémon are sad.

[failnought]

I think so, too. I wish there were something we could do, if we ever run into Pokémon like that.

[seasaltkey]

We can't just take them. Stealing them would be worse...

[failnought]

Yeah. I think the best thing we can do is keep an eye on them, and step in if it gets bad.

[seasaltkey]

What if the Pokémon are too scared to let anyone know?

[failnought]

We'll watch the trainers instead.

[seasaltkey]

Right. Like.... a neighborhood watch?

[failnought]

Something like that, yeah.

[seasaltkey]

I think Riku is in a thing called the Pokémon Guardian Corps.

[failnought]

Guardian Corps, huh? Did the Lightning before the one who's here right now happen to come up with that?

[seasaltkey]

Huh? Who's Lightning?

[failnought]

My sister. Lightning Farron.

[seasaltkey]

You have a sister?... and I can ask Riku about it. If it's familiar, she probably did.

[failnought]

Yeah, older sister. [ She nods, smiling. ] I'd be surprised if a different Lightning didn't start it, though. She used to be a part of the Guardian Corps back home.

[seasaltkey]

... someone said I'd been here before, and another person called me Ventus. Maybe a different one had been here before.

[failnought]

Calling you by a whole different name, though? Maybe you just look a lot like this Ventus.

[seasaltkey]

That's what Twilight Sparkle said.

[failnought]

I wouldn't be surprised, then. Kind of odd, though. Do you even know a Ventus?

[seasaltkey]

No. I don't know a lot of people from my own world.

[failnought]

That seems a bit lonely.

[seasaltkey]

Does it? How?

[failnought]

Well... if your world's just small, I can understand. But if it's big, and there are a lot of people, then it must get lonely, not knowing a lot of people or especially not having someone to talk to often.

[seasaltkey]

[He bites the inside of his cheek before shaking his head.]

My world wasn't real.