He sensed that someone was approaching, but didn't look to see who it was until she sat down across from him.
Cynthia. Of all people, Cynthia.
He'd avoided her for this long, through his fleeing to Final Destination, his brief return to Sinnoh, and even his second attempt at possessing the powers of the gods. Through all that he had heard nothing of her, and she had not interfered.
Yet now, when he was doing nearly nothing--at least nothing she could take issue with--she appeared entirely at random, surprised to discover him there. A creature who had taken on the guise of Giratina had appeared close in time, yet had said nothing of what it had done to him, how it had taken much from him including, for a time, his sanity. Perhaps it was no Giratina at all, or perhaps it had decided that Cynthia was best to deal with him.
He kept glancing at her every few seconds, checking her actions, and seeing what it was she was reading.
YOU GET A NIFTY THREAD
Cynthia. Of all people, Cynthia.
He'd avoided her for this long, through his fleeing to Final Destination, his brief return to Sinnoh, and even his second attempt at possessing the powers of the gods. Through all that he had heard nothing of her, and she had not interfered.
Yet now, when he was doing nearly nothing--at least nothing she could take issue with--she appeared entirely at random, surprised to discover him there. A creature who had taken on the guise of Giratina had appeared close in time, yet had said nothing of what it had done to him, how it had taken much from him including, for a time, his sanity. Perhaps it was no Giratina at all, or perhaps it had decided that Cynthia was best to deal with him.
He kept glancing at her every few seconds, checking her actions, and seeing what it was she was reading.