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[bilocate]

Today is a day Alex is especially glad he brought his pocket notebook with him, as it means he can take notes on the weird PSA. He doesn't seem scared, or even particularly surprised, as he jots down some quick things to remember to ask his dad about later - interdimensional stuff sounds like something out of his dad's sci-fi movie collection - and makes a note to himself to look for the door home after no more than an hour. That's probably enough time to look around around without also being so long his parents will notice and get worried.

Once he's got his notebook stashed away again, he starts off towards the direction he's fairly sure he came from, just to make sure the door is there. After a few moments, he winces and clutches his head. Apparently, headaches could travel across dimensions, too. Biting his lip, he carefully looks around, trying to gauge which adult looks the least likely to be annoyed by a kid. Eventually, when the headache throbs especially badly, he gives up that endeavor to approach the nearest person who doesn't look clueless and asks, as politely as he can manage, "Do you know where I can get some aspirin? My head is killing me and it's been long enough since I took some I can have some more. I think."

If time worked the same across dimensions it would have been easier to tell, but alas.

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[lovesuwithknives]

Azwel smiles an amused smile, looking at Ralts. "She can sense emotions--she can tell you're hurting. She's very kind." Ralts squeaks some more, smiling.

He looks about for a moment. "Ahah. There's an apothecary just over that way." Good job it's got a sign that reads Pharmacy. More squeaking. "No, I'm afraid he needs something a little more tangible." Raaaaallllts! "Of course I believe you can help!" he say with feigned outrage.

[bilocate]

"Oh. That's really nice of her. Thank you. Both of you, I mean." He wonders if the little thing is an alien, but there's no way to ask that without sounding rude, probably. Better to save that for later.

Alex's shoulders sag in visible relief. He's pretty sure 'apothecary' is old timey talk for pharmacy or doctor or something like that. It was in a movie he saw. Maybe this guy's from the past - which normally would be the source of many, many questions from him, except he's got a more pressing one: "You can understand her?"

[lovesuwithknives]

Ralts curls up, making herself comfortable in Azwel's hair, and watches Alex with a tiny smile. Occasionally one can see big round red-coloured eyes under the fringe.

Azwel, however, grins. "Isn't it remarkable?" he says. "I can understand her through a kind of telepathy--her vocalisations might not sound like language, but they are, and that's how they're understood in the mind. Apparently everyone who lives with a Pokemon can do this. Perhaps it's to do with exposure. Or a kind of imprinting."

[bilocate]

He's not as prone to cooing over cute things as he used to be, but Ralts is super endearing. She seems nice.

"It must be nice to get to have a friend you can carry around like that and talk to. I've always wanted either a pet or a friend and she's kind of both." He smiles, then pauses, biting his lower lip for a second before asking, "Um, could I get a Pokemon? It'd be nice not to be so alone all the time."