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As Fenice's PokeBall was handed back to the boy, he let out the Starly. Letting out a chrip of joy, the bird Pokemon perched on his shoulder, rubbing its beak into his hair. Amet smiled slightly. Yes, his Pokemon had been there for him all along.

"Nurse Joy...if I may..." Amet responded, "some things are best let up to those who are willing to fight." With that, the wandering Trainer walked away from the counter, past the line of Trainers, and slumped to the floor near the others who had introduced themselves earlier.

Not sure how to respond to them, Fae broke the metaphorical ice between the trio. The Eevee ran onto the table where the girl named Nickle was. Crying happily, the Pokemon tried to cheer her up, seeing her evident emotions. "Fae," Amet said, "just what do you think you're doing?"

Getting up off the floor, he sat opposite Nickle. Petting Fae, he weakly smiled. "My name's Amet. I wish...we could've met under different circumstances." One could see the wearly look in the boy's eyes. Years of wandering had taken its toll, and now here he was in Kanto - a long way away from his 'home' in Slateport.