He'd think there is, in reality, nothing at all inside him if it weren't for the fact that her words always came from a place of complete honesty. At least, that's what he surmises whenever she hears her, that's what his systems tell him. He is inclined to believe, to listen, to take her words into account each and every time. No matter what.

Serinaty's words are gentle – even as he doubts that he was made for good, even as he faces the possible reality that his creation was simply made with greed and selfishness in mind.... He clings desperately to her words as he always has done. When he turns over, despite a calm expression, it is that desperation that lingers behind his design. And yet, here he is, thinking about her.

Soon he regarded a woman nearby, looking a bit in distress, in his view. “Erm... you all right there, lass?”

Leon was pretty sure he wasn’t in Celestic Town. 

He’d wanted to give Charizard a break from flying around, so he figured he could get to Celestic Town from Veilstone City on foot.

Instead, here he was in the flowery, flowery town of...well...Floaroma Town.

Somehow he was on the opposite side of the map from Celestic Town. Huh. As he looked around, he noticed a familiar face, and approached her, waving.

Now then. This was unusual indeed. He’d sensed a large amount of resentment nearing the Burial Mounds - it was not from a dead thing, or a yao, but it wasn’t exactly alive in the normal sense either. Despite how much there was, he could at least tell that the resentment wasn’t aimed at anyone on the mountain.

Accompanied by the female ghosts he tracks down where the resentment originates, their figures illuminated only by the full moon overhead. He’s led to a clearing where the moonlight is clearest and brightest and there he finds the source.

In one of the numerous parks in Denko, the one closest to both the Hidden Condo and to Bebebe Udon, sat Legoshi, reclined against a tree, taking in the air and relaxing, occasionally browsing the web on his phone.

It had been just a day or two after his release from the hospital and he’d been given the next couple weeks off from his job, once he’d informed Sunaga-san of what exactly had happened and why he hadn’t been in to work the past week. He was even being paid for it--not the full check, of course, but three-quarters of what he would have made.

Legoshi couldn’t thank his boss enough for such kindness and generosity, and here he was now.

Sitting under a tree and taking it easy while his body got used to being active again. His mixed blood made the process faster and easier than if he were a purebred wolf, but it wasn’t anything miraculous and he still needed some time to recover fully.

     {➹} – THE HEDGEHOG HAD FROZEN in place, more due to uncertainty than fear. He had never seen the kitsune like this before, not to such a terrifying extent, and it occurred to him rather quickly that he didn't know what to do next. The snarls, the bloodlust in her eyes...this wasn't his sister.

     What stood before him was a beast, and a hungry one at that. However beneath it, the rage and the bared fangs, was someone the hero cared for. He knew Serinaty was still in there. The question was how was he going to get her out?

     The thought, the choice, had been taken out of his hands the moment she lunged. The second she appeared in front of him there was a change in the wind, in the pressure around them. It was likely the only reason the hero had managed to get out of her direct path, carried backwards by the very wind he conjured up. Though, perhaps, not quick enough.