Nygari's neck hair prickled at the mention of an injured human, instinctively she looked over to where Frosiien was before looking for her other children. Her attention was brought to Michael as he walked over to their little spot, she release her grip on Lytse if the Cyndaquil wished to meet his trainer. Niccia nodded as Michael left, looking back to Vatier gently and moved to grasp his hands; which caused the other legendary to gasp and look up to Niccia. "I promise." Niccia started, moving to pull a small part of ribbon from her pocket. "Niccia, wait-" Vatier started softly, Niccia moving to tie their hands together before she closed her eyes. "I promise to get your little ones back." She said as the ribbon suddenly shimmered and disappeared into a small amount of sparkles. "Now, I can't- and won't- break this promise." Vatier looked to Niccia and furrowed his brow, he knew it was dangerous for her to do this. He wondered if she ever showed Michael this as well. "Be [i]careful[/i], don't do this for everything." He said sternly. Puthuuna slowly made her way down the tree, grabbing onto the last branch before dropping down. "I'm glad Father is better." She said, the Mushurna floating from Frosiien over into the Cresselia's arms, almost like a comfort animal. She glanced over towards Andy and looked him over, tilting her head slightly before she glanced to Frosiien. "He's safe." Frosiien said with a smile, "Andy, this is Puth. Puth, this is Andy; My... Boyfriend." Puths' cheeks suddenly deepened in colour at the mention and looked between Andy and Frosiien. Gavin looked over the group as Harcu spoke, he glanced to him as he mentioned about offspring. "It would be nice to see what everyone else has..." He said, furrowing his brow at his words for a moment, "You know what I mean." He looked to his feet and shook his head, "I wish I had an offspring, It feels nice to have the idea of having little ones." Belle smiled, bowing her head to Mindy and allowed to be lead over to the food. She glanced around slowly, taking a headcount of who was here. "Hm. It looks like everyone is here?"