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"Sorry, but if anything's to be rubbed in your face, I'd rather it be a Muk or Garbodor. Preferably in a steel container intended for waste. In any case..."

Sol opted to eschew a further response, cutting off communications there. He did, however, show up next to Sub with his Xatu before long. While he might not know Unova enough to reliably teleport there, homing in on a person was fairly easy.

He also arrived just in time to hear that comment from Ship. "...I believe I can. And no, we've no blood relation thankfully." He thought to comment on the unusual appearance, not having seen a hybrid like this before. His first thoughts were that perhaps he was one taking from Unova's native Pokemon. But right now probably wasn't the place, so he held his tongue on that subject. "I'll also figure he's the one you were mentioning?" He asked Sub.

"I dunno, you two sure seem like brothers," Ship observed. "Anyway, I must thank you for giving me a place...if you're not luring me into a trap, anyway."

That he was neither frightened nor struck with awe with Sol was only further evidence that he was no commoner.

"Oh, you have me wrong. I don't kill joy. I encourage it. Unless it's someone trying to kill joy, in which case I'll gladly kill their joy." Sol quipped. "But he's right. If you weren't a hybrid, then it might be a trap. Perhaps you can explain the case behind this, though, once we're out of here. Xatu, I think we're good here. Can you get us back to the headquarters?"

A silent nod came in response; it didn't take much time at all for the four to be whisked away from the city, only to reappear in much different surroundings. The main living area of the HQ, to be precise.

Night, carrying her own baby Zorua in her arms and attempting to feed it some of the poffins she'd gotten from Sub a few days before, wandered into the main area of the HQ. Without paying much attention to where she was going, or who was around her for that matter, she flopped down in one of the large chairs and rested the young Pokemon in her lap along with the bowl of poffins.

It was only then that she noticed she wasn't alone in the room, "Oh, hiya Turkey. Who's the new kid?"

"Of course. In fact, make yourself at home. You're probably a little safer here than where you were earlier, though I can't say I know your case." Sol answered, one of his wings twitching a little at Night's sudden comment. He wasn't bothered by it, though. "Oh, he's... actually, I can't say I know. Sub had me get him here, but I never caught any names."

He looked at Ship expectantly, hoping to get an answer there. A name for the face and all.

"Night to meet ya, Ship," Night said with a small wave before turning back to Sol, "So, Sub give any reason why he sent the kid here?"

"I really, really hope it's only a platonic passion," Ship said. One of his ears twitched. "If it's not, I ought to think twice about staying here..."