Nate honestly wasn’t that familiar with Elesa’s volunteer work, being wrapped up with interpol as of late, and a lot of the volunteer work he was familiar with were things related to pokemon, not people. So coming to a youth correction facility (one for people who got caught up in Team Plasma no less) was a new experience for him. Nate never really got to see the old Plasma, with Aspertia being so out of the way, and most of his encounters were with the more malicious Neo-Plasma. Still, he met a few reformed members of the old Plasma, including the former sage Rood, Anthea and Concordia, and of course, N himself. All of them seemed to hold regret for their past actions, a nice change from fighting off Ghetsis’ Neo Plasma back in the day. Part of him was glad that there were others who regretted what they did, and wanted to change and separate themselves from that old legacy.
Unfortunately, it was a hard legacy to get rid of. After getting to know how great those kids were (some of them not much younger than him), it was heartbreaking to see some of them being accused of a crime, especially since Nate knew that interrogators aren’t always going to play nice. Thankfully the facility had a lawyer they could contact, but that was only going to go so far.
“Yea... they didn’t seem like they were the kind to cause trouble...” After all, Nate didn’t get any of his weird hunches when being around them, like they were trying to hide something. “They already regretted their actions in Team Plasma, right? It doesn’t make sense why they’d just... do something as bad as that again.” The pressure of trying to hide what they did wrong would only be amplified in a place like that, not due to the facility being bad, but instead because they wouldn’t want to let their peers down. Given that his hunches were based on Aura, it’d make sense he would feel... something off.
Nate sat himself on a nearby chair, watching in concern as Elesa paced back an forth. All the meanwhile Nate’s mind was going through everything he had seen. Part of him wanted to do more, but as a secret Interpol agent, he had to stay out of these smaller crimes, especially in Unova where people knew who he was. Still, he was trying his best to figure out what was going on, nearly lost in thought until something Elesa said triggered an idea in his mind.
“Wait... hold up. This wasn’t the first time it happened?”
That idea seemed to give a glint in Nate’s eyes, a bit of excitement as if he had found a lead. “Maybe we should compare these incidents! Were the kids friends with other people who were accused? What were the other accused crimes? Did either the same witness or same officer show up?” It seems that it was time for some detective work, and that first involved compiling information they already knew.
