Nami left looking utterly bewildered. Heath saw her off with a smile, then looked at Cynthia and Steven in front of him, completely exhausted. What were these two doing here? Heath had no energy left for pleasantries. He was simply too tired. If Cynthia and Steven had not been there, he would have gone straight back to his room to sleep. Once the drive that had kept him going faded, it was far too difficult to summon it again.
At that thought, Heath could not help yawning. He scratched his head, then looked at the two Champions before him.
"Ah, what brings you two here? Want something to eat?" Heath looked helplessly at Steven and Cynthia and asked reluctantly. But thinking of the rewards he might receive for serving these two gave him a little motivation again. The more distinctive a customer's identity was, the better the reward Heath could receive. That was something he had worked out himself.
Heath felt that his Golden Finger had a very peculiar way of determining rewards. After taking stock, though, he found that its rewards seemed to depend on the relationship between the customer he served and this world. For important figures like Ash, Steven, or Legendary Pokémon, the things it gave were better. For an ordinary passerby, it might only give him something very common.
"Of course! I was going to come here for lunch, but who knew you'd have such a long line? So I decided to come after the exhibition closed," Cynthia said smugly, while Steven stared blankly at Heath. After a moment, Steven tossed out his Poké Ball, and a Metagross appeared before Heath. Before Heath could react, Metagross released an invisible pulse that enveloped him. Warmth then surrounded Heath, and he was surprised to find that much of