… Well.
Hark couldn’t help the chuckle and the smile at that. Seemed like the boy had been unable to handle the truth. The fear that had been given was just enough for maybe, maybe reconsideration of his actions and, hopefully change.
Or he’d run because he’d thought that nothing was worse than the fate Hark offered. Win-win really.
“Well that didn’t last long, did it? Smaller, probably looked like some kind of monster, and he already confesses to everything. Haven’t lost my touch, it seems.”
He returned Triton’s nuzzle with one of its own before smiling to Rebecca, holding out the spinning cyan gem that had appeared earlier, the Wurmple seeming to have a ball with the fast that it wouldn’t stop rotating.
“And I’m fine. Used a bit more Energy than I have to teleport out of here later on, but that’s why this one is here. It’s called a Chaos Emerald. You can hold it, if you want.”
“…Thank you.”
Her voice was soft as she hugged him again, her appreciation for Hark’s actions clear in her voice. She pulled away and looked at the… Chaos Emerald, was it?
“It’s… It’s really pretty… It’s safe to touch, right…?”
The champion was understandably cautious, as the last time she touched an artifact, she got Zeke in all his lazy, protective glory.
Rebecca cautiously touched the gem before gently cupping it in her hands, blinking in surprise.
“…Should I take the fact that I haven’t been blasted back as a sign that it likes me?”
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