The next few moments passed without any major events, except Rebeca making moves to leave. Getting cleaned up, she walked straight over to the newest arrival on her way out of the now-missing doors. Tantalus’s breath caught in his throat as Rebeca delivered a well-deserved [i]punch[/i] to the man, and then proceeded to walk on by as if nothing had happened. It was impressive. 

It was at that moment he decided his next course of action. 

He too began to gather his things to leave, packing away his glasses neatly into the knapsack on his waist. After thanking the Mayor and Justine for the night they had delivered - most of it, at least - Tantalus approached Seras. “Tonight has been rather eventful, if for all the wrong reasons, my dear. I must say, your antics with the scepter were inspired, truly. It is time for me to head off, however, should you wish to meet at a later date to continue our discussion, feel free to call on me. It shouldn’t be difficult to find me in this city, but in case Wells holds you up, I’ll leave you my number.” With an elaborated formal bow, he bade farewell, gesturing for his Mawile to follow suit.

Tantalus approached Kaze next, and placed a hand on the boy’s shoulder. “I wished to speak with you a moment before leaving our suare. Our powers may be different, but the burden we carry is the same.” Mouth twisting into a solemn smile, he lowered his voice substantially. “We heal others, be it wounds or toxins. Having the lives of people rest on your shoulders can be harrowing, I know, so should you ever need advice, a friend to talk to or a shoulder to cry on, don’t hesitate to let me know.Here is my number.” Producing a small piece of paper from his pocket, he placed it on the table in front of Kaze.

“Our ilk have an empathy no others can understand.” Tantalus removed his hand. “For there is no greater pain to bear than failing to save someone. Farewell, Kaze.” Offering the same bow as he did to Seras, Tantalus began walking towards the opening in the wall. As he approached, the Avatar from outside the restaurant earlier was speaking to Lugia. A snippet of that conversation slipped past his ears.

"Now, now... it seems like yet another rude entrance today! People have no manners... so, it behooves me to be the better man. Mistakes cannot be undone, but they can be forgiven. And I'm certain that this fellow won't make the same error again."

It took several seconds for his brain to process the hypocrisy, and when it did, naturally, Tantalus burst into laughter. “Well, now. One would hope your new friend has more sense than you do, if he is to actually [i]learn[/i] from his mistakes.” A dark smile crept across his lips. “I have counted a total of four entrances which have been made in bad taste, over the course of the night, but the only one to have managed to pull of two such incidents was [i]you[/i]. Of course, the lack of introductions on your part was an introduction in itself. I know everything I need to know about you, and can conclude that you are simply not [i]worth[/i] knowing.” He had continued to walk forward, speaking to the man all-the-while, stopping only when he had finished, and making sure no-one still inside would hear him. Standing several feet away from the man, he looked over his shoulder. 

“I will not be called a hypocrite, however, so I will rise above the plebeians and be the… better man, was it? My name is Tantalus, and I represent Xerneas, the embodiment of life.” Focusing on the road ahead, he began to walk once more. “Do try to remember it, you’ll be quizzed on it later.” Leaving the conversation there, Tantalus vanished down one of the many streets leading into the city proper. It might have been late, but there was still a surprising amount of people around.

[color=00aeef]Now then, my dear Apate. Let us go and catch a Groudon. [/color] The two of them rushed forward, hoping that their [i]quarry[/i] would be easy to find.