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Gladion spaced out for a moment, thinking something unpleasant before snapping back to reality with a shiver.

“Ah. So it’s like that. I shouldn’t be surprised people would rule a bunch of abnormal kids are scarier than a cult of people who’d like to kill, uh, whole demographics of people.” (He’d stumbled over his words as he changed his plan for how to finish that sentence at the last second.)

“Augh. Fucking people.”
 
Dave nodded. "Fucking people."

He downed another chug of whiskey. Goddamn it.

"Like I said, just have to stay afloat anyway. And if you can actually make something better, for a few weird kids or for your Type: Null or whatever, grab that chance while you have it."
 
“Yeah. Guess so.”

Gladion quite liked Dave. The guy reminded him of Nanu, which probably meant ill for the state of Dave’s mental health, but was nonetheless familiar to him in a welcome way. Dave reminded him of home in a number of ways, really.

“Not looking to drink anything that’ll push the boundaries of chimeric neuroscience today, so I’ll probably head out. That was… a tiring conversation. But a worthwhile one. Thanks for hearing me out.”
 
Dave snorted at the joke and threw Gladion a salute as he stood up. "Enjoy the rest of your night. Hope you find, uh, some alternative drinks."

Honestly as far as Dave was concerned it was one of the more interesting conversations he'd had since he'd gotten here. Another bonkers universe out there, but at least someone else here was interested in genetics.

He watched Gladion leave through the door and then returned to his drink.

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