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[Shhh, it's totally just in a friendly way. Of course. But she's silent and attentive during this whole story. It's... well, that's not what she had expected, but it makes sense why these sorts of things would get under his skin.]

That's awful, darling. Though I can see why all of this would have made you uncomfortable. Which, in my humble opinion, means that I need to ruin his damn life all the more, don't you think?~ [Awful, absolutely awful.]

A disgusting thing like him absolutely does not need to be getting away with these sorts of things.

[Surprise, he's got serious deep-rooted issues. \o/]

I know Steven plans to use oneiromancy - Changeling dream-walking, kind of - to invade Solus's dreams when the next weird weekend rolls around. He asked me if I wanted to help with it, since I know one of the most potent Changeling powers. When I explained how risky I thought it was, for something so... [His hands waver, toying with a few words, before he finally settles on] petty, he backed down.

[Honestly, she's not that surprised. They all do in some way, shape, or form.

She's quiet and still for the longest moment on that petty part. But...]

That's the difference between mortal and immortal, I guess. When you can't really die, you stop seeing things as petty. Or maybe I'm just as petty, who knows. Either way, I hope you understand that I cannot sit back and do nothing.

[Tyler looks increasingly uncertain the longer Lydia's quiet, and his sign is somewhat reticent.]

I. I didn't mean it like that.

[He just sighs quietly.]

Whatever you guys want to do, I'm not going to stop you. I just... can't help.

[She's still again for a brief moment, though she's nodding slowly. It's not entirely surprising that he can't, but she's not entirely sure how to word this...]

Somewhat feels like that's why I'm here, if that makes any sense. Some twisted version of atoning for shit I've done in the past. For as much as I've manipulated and toyed with and harmed people previously, there's a limit.

I don't want to see you harmed, in particular.

[What does that even mean? She really doesn't know.]

[He's not sure either, but it still makes a pink flush cross his cheeks.]

You know I think the same for you, right? [let's just. own that. and then move on immediately] If both of you weren't in serious positions of power over him, with how strong your teams are, I'd actually be trying to talk you out of it.

[God. She's fairly certain she's had her cheeks and face more pink and red in this place than she ever did while alive back home. But that faint hint of pink on her own is showing its way again.]

Do you? One day we'll... probably have to have a talk about this mess. Under better circumstances. [Meaning hopefully no time soon, ugh.] Even if I wasn't, it still wouldn't stop me from trying. Just because I don't have my magic and abilities here doesn't mean I'm completely without teeth.

[Who needs to talk about feelings, sure as hell not these two. They're Totally Fine!]

As far as I'm aware, he only has Ghost types. [There's a slightly nasty smile on his face.] Ghosts and his Murkrow. I can't imagine Nex has had a good romp around in a while, you know.

[Totally fine and normal not talking about them! Absolutely.]

Ohhh, is that so? Even with that murkrow, I'm certain Nex has more than enough levels over it to absolutely fuck it up.

She's been getting rather antsy lately, what with the extra cats around and the birds being... well, them.

Do you think she still remembers the way around the Team Rocket HQ?

[That's a slow grin as she glances back to Nex who's just stretching off camera.]

Pokemon are quite a fair bit more than intelligent than they let on and given her... tendency to come and go from nowhere, I would say so. Even if she doesn't, it shouldn't take her long to figure it out again.

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