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Sojaveña Wilds Brisa's Cabin

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“Power I couldn’t control?” Archie repeated.

He took a few steps to the side, to better get a look at the plant Nova was watering. The Dewott held out a paw, and called some of the sprinkled water to him. It collected into a sphere above his paw, and he focused on holding it there for a moment. He’d known other Water Types who were much more adept at focusing the energy for their attacks at places other than their mouths. He more or less did the same with his Scalchops. But without his shells for a focus, it was much more difficult to hold it in place without firing it off. Even focusing as he was, the little ball of water shivered and writhed. Every so often, a little bit of Shadow energy coursed through it, dark shapes within the ball.

“I guess, eventually, I’d die,” he admitted, overturning his paw and releasing the energy holding the water in place. It splashed down between them. The Dewott realized he didn't really have the energy to work himself up anymore. Instead, he just felt so very tired. “Either from the loneliness of isolating myself, or… Someone else, would come to put me out of my misery.”
 
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Nova saw the shadowy flecks and tried to keep his expression neutral. "And if you couldn't isolate yourself? If some... primal instincts drove you to places where there are people?"
 
“Then I’d kill myself,” the Dewott said confidently, “Assuming someone else didn’t kill me first.”

He stared into the Graydian’s eyes, wonder if that was the answer Nova expected, or wanted.

“I hear the screams in my nightmares, Nova. Even now, after all this time, and every memory regained is a fresh horror. Being the sole survivor is a fate I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy,” he shook his head, “I won’t do it again, I can’t. If the option is me or the world, I’d rather die to preserve the world.”
 
"I see."

Nova continued to quietly water the shrubs. Dribbling water across dried out branches and leaves.

After several seconds of this, Nova spoke again.

"I'm going to die when we return home." He sprinkled more water over the shrubs. "That's what the Comb showed Mhynt." He brought his leg back down. "The option... was me or the world. And I chose the world."
 
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