Rebecca practically dove into her notebook, taking notes that may or may not have been only coherent to herself, listing an overview of what he had to say. None of the details that were revealed particularly fazed her; it all sounded familiar to her, and even that was put aside for her own intrigue.

	“So we can probably assume that this ‘HE’ is that weird thing that looks like a scrambled up monolith that we ran into earlier,” she said as she put the pieces together. “Right? And Arceus sealed it away a hundred years ago. Are you willing to share anything more about that? Maybe tell us somewhere safer than here? We’re sort of investigating this whole Mystery Dungeon phenomenon and it would be nice to get some good leads.”