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Tolin lifted Mr. Rawrz slightly, hoping to stall or stop the inevitable play-fighting that would arise. Well, that and it would be interesting to see Orion pounce upwards to bat at the Whooper's tail. The visions did serve an interest, though.

"Nico? Then, please, by all means. Sit down and tell us what you've seen." Tolin pulled a chair from the wall with his foot (his arms were, obviously, occupied) and pushed it along to Flavio. "If you've had visions, they might tell us a great deal."

Tolin began idly spinning the Wooper with one foot. Someone would have to remove themselves from the conversation to keep him away, so it was best to just keep him entertained for now. Well, not that he could do that for long once Orion bolted off. If Orion ran somewhere after saying "the end" there was a definite meaning behind it. When he was Senile, he was usually much more passive.

Tolin spoke with his head turned, keeping a careful eye on the Espeon. "No, no. That's quite helpful. It's true that a great many places fit that description, but it may serve as a warning. If we know what kind of environment it happens in, we can prepare accordingly when we approach such a place." Though, Flavio was right. That really could be almost anywhere. "Please, Flavio. Try to remember any details you can. Even the most minor thing could be important... Anything from the condition of the wall to the composition of the creatures. Though, I'm afraid I must leave for now. Orion seems to have remembered something and he's unlikely to remember anything he finds in about five minutes."

Tolin walked down the hallway calmly, keeping his eyes glued to Orion and his ears sharp for the Espeon's words. That didn't stop him from noticing the familiar Gardevoir, though. "Hello, Alfred." Tolin crouched slightly, offering Alfred the flat side of his dulled, right scythe.

While Tolin would normally leave at this point, it seemed as if no one present had the kind of practical or geographical knowledge required to make an accurate guess. "I'll be joining you in the library if that's fine. I'm curious to see the results firsthand." Well, it was kind of true, anyways. If he wasn't headed to the Library, then he had other places to go regardless.

Tolin got up from his seat, giving a brief nod to Alfred. "Have a good afternoon, Alfred." He'd leave with Solaris, provided the Espeon didn't mind. Otherwise, there was someone he hadn't seen in a while.

Morana awkwardly sat upright in her bed, broken leg splayed out to the side, tail wagging as Zosee and Zero hopped up. She was bandaged lightly, the linen blackened around the edges from the heat of her body. Her hind left leg was firmly bound in a cast.

"Hey there Anna, how are you doing?" Zosee asked, as Zero carried their son onto the bed. Their daughter Zora jumped onto it, managed to hook the sheets with her front paws, and kicked furiously with her hind legs until she finally managed to drag herself on.

Morana looked at her nephew and niece curiously.

"I'm fine. They're letting me out in a few days." Morana responded, watching as Zoey sniffed around the bed, Zora sitting protectively behind him.

"Hmmm...how's the team been getting along without their Leaders?" Zero asked, bringing up a paw to lick it clean.

"Chronicler and Crown have been running the shop and taking care of the kids. Acer and Cress are both pretty old now, Ink has been talking about starting their training." Morana explained. She, Incultyr, and Altus were the only fighters in the team and after Altus died, it left only her and the Larvitar. They got hurt often, so Crown and Chronicler were more than used to running everything by themselves.

The hope was that with the addition of two more fighters in the team, things will get a bit easier. Of course, there's the problem of protective parental urges that makes it very hard to think about sending Acer or Cress into battle, though Cress has already done admirably on a mission before. It was only Incultyr who is insisting they be trained to fight.

"Speaking of Ink, how's your Captain doing?" Zosee asked. Incultyr had been hurt badly during the war a week ago as well. Morana nodded brightly.

"He should be fine. He's coming out of the Hospital the same time as me."

"That's good." Zosee was happy to note how confident Morana sounded. Running an exploration team really has changed her little sister for the better. Zoey wormed his way past his mother then so that he was right in front of Morana, staring up at his aunt.

"Morana! Let's play!" he begged, using his favourite phrase. Morana bent down to lick the electrike on the head, and Zoey promptly ducked his head, squeezing his eyes shut.

"Eeeeewwwww." He complained, backing off, making both his parents chuckle. Morana giggled.

"Sorry Zoey, I can't right now."

"Mom, I'm hungry. Can we go yet?" Zora growled behind them. She pawed at Zosee's tail. "You said we'd be hunting Pidgey today."

Zosee stepped forward, nuzzling Morana before backing off.

"Well then, I guess we'll go hunting then. Do you want us to bring anything back for you Anna?"

Morana's tail wagged so fast it was a blur, her face lighting up; Pidgey meat was her favourite. A nurse nearby obviously heard the conversation though and glared at Morana, shaking her head. The Houndour's tail stopped wagging and her head drooped. Right, this is the Hospital.

"No... it's fine."

After saying their goodbyes, The Absolute Indignation family left.