"Ever since we arrived at the Crown Tundra, you've barely spoken and haven't been as lively. Is something on your mind?"
Rather than entering the Split-Decision Ruins right away, Jing He took a brief rest outside and called Regieleki over, knowingly asking the obvious.
"Regi."
Regieleki made a soft sound, its signal lights flashing.
As a Super Ancient Giant, Regieleki had inherited Regigigas's honest, straightforward, single-minded nature, as well as Regigigas's tireless diligence.
Put simply, it was a stubborn simpleton—an even bigger simpleton than Tyranitar.
But that did not mean Regieleki had no thoughts or opinions of its own.
It was just that...
Regieleki did not know how to say them, nor how to express them.
But if Jing He, a "Pokémon psychologist," could not even see that much, then he might as well stop being a teacher.
He could sense it.
Regieleki seemed hesitant, unsure whether it should return to sleep within the ruins.
Naturally, Jing He and his Pokémon were to blame.
It was precisely because of the time they had spent together that Regieleki had felt a bond it had never known before—the feeling of having made friends.
Regieleki had never experienced that before.
Yet its instincts told it that such a "thing" did not belong to it. Its duty was to guard these ruins, even though it itself did not know what exactly lay within them.
That was why Regieleki was so confused. It did not even know that the feeling it was having right then was called "trouble."
"Shall we go in?" Jing He asked.
"Eleki." Regieleki honestly nodded.
Regieleki did not understand its own hesitation, but Jing He did.
So he felt that when the final choice truly appeared before Regieleki, he should let it follow its heart and make that choice then.
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