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Yes. It is how I died. [ He tiled his head back correctly, hand dropping from his neck. Gracie floated resolutely beside him. ]

Before I came here...where I was from, I had been dead for ten years before I awoke here. I think that some Pokemon can sense that. Such as the Pokemon who created the forest.

[ On cue, Doll faded into view behind him. Gracie jumped, but smiled whens he recognised the Banette. Doll giggled good-naturedly and waved to her, then floated to his other shoulder and hung off it, like a cat. Walter glanced to her. ]

[And suddenly a lot of things make sense.

Cissnei's expression softens as she listens, taking it all in and filling in the gaps in some of the information she'd put together about Walter. His affinity with Ghost Pokemon, how protective they all were of him, how uncomfortable Walter seemed to be around others at times..it all made a little more sense now.]

Ten years is quite a long time. [It's said thoughtfully as Cissnei glances at Doll and smiles faintly.] Your Pokemon are protective of you because of that reason, I'm guessing. They all do seem rather perceptive so I'm not surprised they put it together.

[On her shoulder Emcee let's out a soft twill. Poor, strange man.]

...I'm glad you were able to come here, at least.

I remember parts of it...I remember, standing over my grave. I had been buried in the town I had been raised, beside lake Toluca. It had been one of my favourite places...it was so quiet, and the lake always had a fog or a mist over it.

[ This was omitting a Lot of details but, he didn't want to go into depth about the rituals involved in bringing him back to being. ]

It sounds very lovely.

[Cissnei can't honestly think of any sort of place like that from back home--

No. That's not true. Zack's home town had been extremely peaceful.]

[ He nodded, thinking quietly. ]

Sometimes, we would go out on the water too. We were only meant to go out there with the priests, but sometimes I would go to the shore alone. I'm glad, they buried me there. I was not sure if they would.

It was a peaceful play for you then. If you felt comfortable enough to go there alone.

[She watches him as she speaks, studying him, watching his expression.]

...You weren't able to rest in peace though, were you?

No.

[ He shook his head. He certainly did not rest in peace. ]

My afterlife was not something I could control. I told you before. Valtiel was always with me, and after I died I could not resist his calls.

Yes, I remember you mentioning him. I suppose I didn't realize just how suffocating he must have been towards you.

[It was a little terrifying to imagine.]

[ He sighed and avoided looking at her, speaking softly and reaching up to pet his Pokemon. ]

Even if he had not been there, I...my life was not kind. I had committed suicide, Cissnei.

I do not intend to do that here. This place...what I have here, is much better than how my life had been. It's still not easy...a year on, I am still surprised some mornings, to feel my heart beat. [ He turned to her. Doll slid into his lap and patted his side. Gracie also gave an encouraging cry, holding up her flower. ]

[Cissnei let's him speak, not daring to interrupt as what a voice in the back of her mind had been telling her happened is confirmed.

Her expression is soft and Emcee the Swablu actually looks rather gentle himself.]

I'm glad you've at least found something better here, Walter. Everyone deserves something better after being put through hell.

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