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Natural selection at its finest, Pitre mused. The others were stronger, swifter, and would survive longer in the wild. For the Beldum who had been too caught up in the moment to realize when to escape and for its comrade who been unable to shake off the effects of the Sleep Powder quickly enough, it was only proper that they be forcibly stolen from their tribe. The words were uttered mainly for Pitre's own benefit, but it would do no harm if it gave heart to Nero as well.

Pitre processed Nero's words thoughtfully, turning its crimson gaze on its own human. She was a fair bit smaller than the other man, smaller even than the average female specimen as it appeared against the species as a whole. Pitre scrutinized the girl fiercely, even as Nero concluded his evaluation.



Aila, of course, heard little more than "beldum bel" and could only raise an eyebrow in confusion. "Hard to say how Pitre feels," she concluded with a brief shrug. "I suppose it will get used to things, though. It has little other choice."

Aila returned the scrutinizing gaze unwaveringly, turning her attention back to Pitre when contact was broken. The Beldum was occupied with Fleur now, though it seemed the Venusaur had been content to watch the two steel types' banter as a non-participant. She shrank back slightly under the unblinking, single-eyed glare but held her ground nonetheless. She had forced the thing's allies to retreat moments earlier; what had she to fear?

Pitre pushed just a little closer, red eye narrowing as it rifled through various vocabulary in search of a phrase to properly embody its feelings. is this thing?> It was large and fleshy, like an animal yet with characteristics of a plant. Pitre had never seen a Venusaur. Perhaps the reason the Beldum swarm had failed to assimilate the creature was because they were unfamiliar with its species. Or perhaps Pitre was the only one of the bunch who was so uninformed.

Pitre circled around and glared at the Venusaur as the two attempted to analyze the creature. Brow furrowed, she gave a little "saur, saur" and a flick of her vines to try and shoo them away.

"No," Aila replied with a brief shake of her head, "I live further to the south, in Jinko City. This is, however, where I acquired my Misdreavus not too long ago, and I visit from time to time for her benefit." Well, that was the reason she had come to Ambergris for today, at any rate. On Cal's suggestion that the two go places and see thing together as a means of strengthening their bond, she felt she would return to the gloomy city and see how the ghost responded. Her cause had been derailed, however, when the Misdreavus darted off into the town and left Aila on her own.

"I'm not certain exactly what's happened here. Rumors abound, but it does not seem as though anyone has pinpointed the exact cause as of yet. All I know is that it declined suddenly and swiftly." The 'bad neighbors' theory seemed to be most popular, but the little Rocket decided to leave that part out.

"Venaaahh..." Fleur's earnest plea to be left alone was ignored by her new teammate, and she moved towards her human, hoping the girl would reprimand the Beldum or act as a living shield or something.

"What is it?" Aila muttered, noticing the tension between the two. She frowned and raised a pokeball in each hand, calling back their occupants, and returned her attention to Logan. "I'll go," she volunteered at mention of entering Ambergris. "I should find my Misdreavus." In honesty she was worried that the ghost would cause an unnecessary ruckus if she noticed a stranger entering the city. She wasn't the best fighter, and Aila felt it would behoove her to avoid conflict.

Aila raised a dubious eyebrow at the man. What was he so excited about? "Let's proceed," she murmured, starting forward into Ambergris's quiet streets. "Revenant!" she cupped her hands at the sides of her mouth to increase the volume of her voice. "It's time to go back!"

A dark form flitted in the city's shadows. Someone wasn't ready to go back yet.

"I cannot say for certain," she replied as she lowered her hands. "When I first encountered her here, she concealed herself in shadow." There was an awful lot of shadow, though, considering the sheer number of buildings and alleyways, it would be impossible to search every single dark spot.

A little dark-haired girl and some stranger wandering through Ambergris. It was a scene that struck Revenant as incredibly familiar, and she delighted at the opportunity to have fun once more. She sneaked around to a place behind the two, watching them carefully for a chance to act.

"Perhaps." She started in that direction, albeit slowly. Aila also had the feeling that they were being pursued, and she was fairly certain she knew who the culprit was.

Revenant masked her visibility, though the daytime sun betrayed the faint outline of her shadow on the ground. She advanced quietly and found a place just behind Logan's shoulder, blowing a small puff of air onto his neck.