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He paused, not the first time since the encounter, also not the first time this giratina has had avoided eye contact, it was subtle at the beginning before it slowly became more blatant, either looking up or down, but direct contact was now seldom.
"The "Foundation" or the "World Serpent" is the common titles I have been given, I am indifferent to them, it is more about who calls me these that matters."
Another moment of hesitation, it was hard to figure out if he looked down out of superfluous respect, or submission, a giratina of this size and length would easily come off as one fit for domination, yet here he is, suppressing the urge to bow when Osseth first showed herself and speaking with such a soft voice.
"The King... has his reasons. I wholly believe that some secrets are better left locked away, no one questions his choice for herding knowledge as he sees fit."
He glanced back at the distant tree, its faint glow could still be seen from anywhere in the void of space, his tail always seen stretching to no end, but never away from the tree's bark.
"He still shares the more trivial information, mortals would have been lost and aimless without his teachings... No one considers him greedy per say, we are all to trust his judgement."
