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Virga blinked.

"'Fancy... place'?" the Rookidee repeated incredulously. Still, there was no mistaking the tone, or what it signified: your mannerisms do not match your appearance. As she was all too aware.

Virga glanced away. "I come from the sea. I was the sea, for whatever meaning that holds here." Likely none. "I'm aware that such... lofty claims as godhood hold a degree of absurdity in this form, so it's not something I've been eager to announce to the world, but it is the truth."

Very unlike that Buizel character. But then, he still had some degree of hold over his power. Why?
 
"Oh, the sea?" repeated Mhynt, tilting her head thoughtfully. It didn't even faze her. Zena and Mhynt's shadow, too, didn't seem too taken aback.

"I was friends with a Lugia for a time. We still talk," Zena said. "Were you one? Or... oh, what's another sea Legend... Kyogre?"

"Could also be a Voice of Life," Mhynt theorized. "Oh, hm, wait, you were with... no, probably not one of those, then. What does godhood entail in your world?"
 
The claim, rather than being met with derision, or scorning, was immediately accepted. This gave the Rookidee some pause, but hardly in a bad way. Quite the contrary—this was much easier than anticipated.

"Yes. I am... I was Lugia. I took the name Virga here because the title felt inappropriate, stripped of that power and role." A pause, and then, with genuine curiosity: "You were... friends with a Lugia. What sort are they?"

It was a strange feeling, being forced to ponder what another filling the same role might be like. Virga had already been forced to contend with another world's Lugia being here, on Forlas, and as a fellow Wayfarer no less. The concept should not have been so alien now. If other worlds might have sky or sea, then why not guardians to match?
 
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