>>5582335>>5582344>>5582370You hesitate, before walking over and kneeling down in front of the herd, forcing yourself to relax as you focus on your reasons for being here: Keeping the Tongue of the Timekeeper's Bell safe for Slowking.
Behind you, you can hear Syurm chittering from where she was just making a nest from yourself.
You feel your head begin to swim as the Munna and Musharna drift closer, before after a long, long minute you see the mist begin to thin as the herd begins to drift back into the forest for the time being.
Phew. Hopefully, the Swampert or whatever lives in the pool will be that understanding.
It doesn't seem like you're having an adverse reaction to the Dream Mist, either.
"Are you okay?"
You turb to look at Holly, who seems to be wavering and shifting before your eyes, before settling and...
...Huh. Was Holly always a Gardevoir?
>I think the Dream Mist got to me.>Just fine.>Do I seem... Off to you?>Are you okay?>Other 