After meeting Dread, Chen Shi had also told Steven and the others about Victini's plight.
Mew had been there to listen, too.
But back then, it had assumed the trapped Pokémon was just a fairly ordinary Victini.
After all, although the V-boy it knew wasn't the very first Victini, its strength was nothing to sneeze at.
How could some bullshit barrier possibly trap it?
But now that Mew had seen it-meowdammit, this was its friend V-boy!
Mew was both angry and exasperated.
It was exasperated that V-boy had been so useless, letting the old king trap it here behind a barrier for a thousand years.
Being trapped was bad enough.
But the little coward hadn't even dared show itself to anyone for those thousand years.
It had only dared hide, staying invisible the whole time.
"Bimi~"
Victini hugged Mew, rubbing its head hard against Mew's body as tears kept streaming down its face.
Mew had no choice but to comfort its dear friend first.
Little V hesitated, then flapped the little wings on its back and slowly approached V-boy, reaching out a small hand to pat it.
It knew this older member of its species had suffered terribly over the past thousand years, but it didn't know how to comfort Pokémon. Following its Pokémon Trainer had only taught it how to sweet-talk them.
So this was all it could do to try to make its senior feel a little better.
[There, there, stop crying. Look, you even need another Victini to comfort you now. How embarrassing.]
V Boy's sobbing stopped abruptly. It turned to look at the fellow Victini patting its back, then at the crowd of Pokémon and humans around them.
After two seconds of stunned bewilderment...
V Boy's face flushed bright red, its little feet curled together, and