Tundra turned to the Ribombee. "I'm pretty sure....Or at least, something is definitely happening to the scents. It might just be the smells acting up, though."
"Tundra, you're probably right. I mean, smells don't just suddenly change direction, right?" Plume pointed out.
"Yeah, I s'pose so....." Tundra muttered, turning towards the bizarre machine. "What do you think that is? It's definitely where the scorched scent was coming from, but....why? We heard an explosion, so why isn't it damaged?"
"I'm not sure. But then again, I don't know anything about machines, so....." Plume trailed off.
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Treasure leaned into Sitorro's hand, relishing the attention. Unlike Zushi, she enjoyed the company of anyone.
However, what Sitorro said--or rather, thought, only made Treasure more curious--a life lived only for others' happiness would be a somewhat unsatisfying one, wouldn't it?
She brushed those thoughts away, embracing the opportunity she'd been given to talk to Sitorro.
Well, I guess you could say that. I was hoping you could tell me more about what you said earlier--y'know, the Team Rocket things.