He didn’t exactly like the way containment field sounded, hoping that it wouldn’t end up coming to that. He sat still, letting the Intelleon do his work, he was hopeful that he could potentially find a way to help him, the dragon didn’t actually think of the problems that could occur to his body by not remaining in a digital space, though while thinking of this another thought occurred to him
“So, if I’m not in a digital world right now though, how do you think my is still being glitched and distorted like it is even outside of it? My body even in that world was like this ever since I got sent there…” He said, trailing off a bit with concern.
Granted there was a lot that he had yet to tell the Amphibian, so he continued to sit still. He wasn’t sure who this professor was that he mentioned, and most of the science talk was continuing to go over his head, but he was finding it fascinating watching him work
Osirus definitely didn’t want to have to make a Containment Field. Those took a lot of power and were extremely difficult to move around. It might be marginally easier in Galar, since he could tap into the Power Spots, but that would severely limit where they could go to.
“Your body is still wet so to speak. It can maintain itself in a dry world, but that really just makes the distortions worse since they’re not meant to exist here. You’re creating a wet field, but a corrupted one…which if spread far enough would slowly tear apart this world. I’m going to replace it with a safe one….sent where?”
The question came as he stepped right up to the edge of the glitches. A final set of checking the data on his device to align the settings, before pulling out another one. A small metal ball that Synced up with the first device. After a few moments it started to hum and pulse with static energy. A warped field formed around the amphibian’s hand, and up his arm.
It allowed him to reach past the distortions slowly, and somewhat painfully as seen by the seething look on Osirus’s face. But, he managed to reach out to place it on the dragon’s head, where it latched on with small hooks underneath some of the scales. He quickly retracted his hand to stop the pain.
“It will take a moment to stabilize everything and generate a field big enough to surround you…and you’ll have to stay near me, or at least this…” He held up the initial device, “At all times to maintain the signal. This cannot pass through the distortions, however, so you can’t hold it yourself.”