"What's wrong, Kaim?"
Kaim closed his eyes for a moment and shook his head gently.
"Nothing. Let's go."
"Yes. Let's get going, then."
There was no doubt that something was weighing on Kaim's mind. However, Cynthia believed he must have had a reason for not mentioning it, and she boarded his waiting boat with Dawn.
Kaim gazed toward the eastern side of Fullmoon Island.
I let Cresselia rest at home for half a day.
Although she was sometimes called a ghost Pokémon, Cresselia had recovered quickly thanks to Kaim and Cynthia's care and the heart-to-heart connection between Hikari and Cresselia. Most importantly, the moon had risen today. Moonlight poured down, and Cresselia, bathed in its glow, was recovering at a considerable pace.
But it wasn't just the moonlight. As expected, Hikari's presence had played an important role in Cresselia's recovery.
"Could you call me your buddy, empath? This works amazingly well."
"Hehe. Maybe this sort of thing suits me."
"It really is meant for you."
Kaim was loved by Pokémon, while Hikari excelled at communicating with them. Being liked and understanding one another were similar, differing only in the details. Just because someone liked you didn't mean you understood each other, and just because you could get along didn't mean you liked each other.
And Hikari was very good at communicating with Pokémon. Not everyone could do that. Her ability to communicate with any Pokémon was one of the reasons Hikari had been chosen.
Once Cresselia had recovered to some extent and things had settled down, Kaim asked Hikari the crucial question.
"So? Can you tell me more about what you learned from Cresselia's memories? What is the black Pokémon paired with her?"
Hikari and Cresselia exchanged a look in response to Kaim's question. Then they nodded to each other