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"Isn't it?" she smiled warmly at the locket. Naano absolutely adored the gift. Looking back up at Wish she noticed him glance towards the charm now tied to her wrist. For some reason, she felt like no one should see the charm itself, so she pulled her shirt sleeve over it; slightly red faced. Clearing her throat she returned the drawing pad to her bag, but stopped. She might as well continue to draw for a little while, it couldn't take that long for Ayato to get better.
Then the nurse came by and told them about Aya's lengthy procedure. Naano nodded and looked back at Wish. "Well, is there anything you want to do?". Finally slipping her drawing pad in her bag she kept her hand on it for a little bit before finally letting go.
Her stomach growled loudly, and she pulled out a bar of chocolate from her bag, the more unhealthy the food at this point the better. As she munched she couldn't help but noticed a strange look from Wish when he saw the locket. But what could it have been? "Hey, are you alright? Don't tell me you're getting sick too. I'm not about to play mommy here."If it hadn't been her, Naano knew she probably would have offended Anderson, but he knew her past with her own mother so the chances of that were slim.
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Naano massaged the charm between her right thumb and pointer finger. She wanted so badly to not have this conversation. "I've changed....". Of course she knew it, wasn't it obvious? But just saying it out loud, hearing it, knowing it...
She sniffed once and pet her Espeon and Umbreon. "Where should I start...?" chuckling darkly her eyes watched as she ran her hands through the fur on Eva's back. "Remember when I told you about Rebecca Lynn? My cousin? Well, she was murdered..." Naano gulped "Brutally murdered. She was cut up into pieces, her head separate from the rest and barely recognizable, and just left on the side of the road...". There was that, now was the even harder part. Retrieving the drawing pad she flipped to the page with Ryan and Lulu and slid it over to Anderson. "That's Ryan, and his riolu- well now she's a Lucario. I used to travel with them...". She let her eyes fall to her hands and she twisted them in discreet sorrow. "He um...we..." Naano couldn't finish the sentence. Biting her lower lips so as to divert the pain elsewhere, she talked some more and her voice was more hurried now. "Along the way some of my Pokemon were stolen, but I've got them back. Ayato and another friend of mine, Esme, are being targeted by an evil organization known as Cattivita." At the mention of the organization Naano scowled and stared down at her hands further.
She hated it so much. Cattivita had taken so much away from her and chipped her heart away into a million pieces. Not only that, but it took advantage of those who were broken, and stole away those who were pure.
Her gaze stayed on her hands. Naano left out so much, but she couldn't continue. Would he notice?
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Naano looked up at Wish pleadingly "I can't....". Quickly shifting her gaze she got up and went to leave but stopped herself, maybe she should tell him..."He, he um...". A sob attempted to escape her mouth but she stopped it. Hopefully her face had stayed clear of any sort of emotion. "He left for Cattivita. In any other circumstance I would have hated him but..".
This was so difficult, and it hurt so much to explain. It wasn't like when she had talked to Ayato, she didn't have to say all of this. She didn't have to feel all of this.
"It gave him a purpose, it helped him...and I couldn't just hate him... I couldn't just stop-." She turned quickly as a few tears fell down her face. Covering her eyes she cleared her throat. "I-I don't want to talk about this a-anymore." She made an attempt to leave.
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With Anderson's arms around her, Naano felt so safe and warm. It was as if nothing could hurt her.
But that wasn't true, she was in pain right now wasn't she? Bringing up everything that had happened, talking about everything that she had lost. Oh Arceus it just reopened each and every wound inside of her. Naano willed herself not to cry, and for once she actually succeeded. It was mildly freeing, to not feel all chocked up and have all that built up tension in her throat. For now, she'd stay like this.
Laying her forehead against his chest, and her hands slightly lower she stood there in Wish's embrace. Eventually she brought her arms up and around his neck. She, of course, had to stand on the tips of her toes for this task while he bent down and she lay her cheek near the base of his neck. The smell of Anderson's sweatshirt reminded her of Olivine, and for a few moments she was able to sit back under that tree and play her grandfather's violin.
Some of the hurt melted away, and Naano slowly pulled away from Wish. Before he had a chance to straighten his posture she ruffled his hair affectionately. "Thank you.".
How many times was she going to say that today? Oh did it really matter? She was thankful. So very very thankful.
For what she still had.
For what she was going to fight for.
For the people she loved.

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Naano ruffled Wish's hair for a good minute as he attempted to swat her hand away. Giggling softly Naano looked over to the nurses station to see Ayato coming out. Relief flooded her to see that he was alright, and now maybe they could move on.
She waved him over to them.

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