Heath looked at Ralts on the ground and scratched his head. In Ralts's memories just now, he had seen some things, some not-so-friendly things. Although they had given Heath some idea of those people's identities, he still wasn't quite sure who exactly had done it. However, Heath had gained another clue: when Ralts died, her mother seemed to have been nearby.
"Mew, can you find Gardevoir's remains?" Heath asked, looking at Mew. Yesterday, Mew had helped him find Ralts's remains, and now Heath wanted to see whether Mew could find Gardevoir's remains. If so, perhaps being buried in the same place as her mother was this little one's lingering wish. If burying them still didn't help, though, things would be a little troublesome.
"You'd better make me something tasty later!" Mew looked at Heath but agreed anyway. Heath hurriedly nodded. It was just cooking, wasn't it? Even if Mew wanted a lavish feast, Heath would make one without hesitation.
With Mew putting everything into the search, Heath soon followed Mew to another place. It was a patch of woods-more precisely, a small grove below the hill, close to Lavender Town. As Mew's eyes lit up, the skeleton of an adult Pokémon floated out of the soil under its psychic control.
The passage of time had stripped all the flesh from these remains, leaving only white bones. Heath looked at the skeleton before him. These should be Gardevoir's remains. He hadn't expected Gardevoir to have been buried here.
Heath looked at the remains before him, then checked this spot's position and direction relative to the hill. He remembered that Ralts had seemed to look this way before. There even seemed to be an indentation on the hill where Ralts had sat for so long. At the time, Heath had thought Ralts