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honestly i don't know what you expected

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[By then, hopefully, he'll have tamed a bit of that darkness as well. Guzma still, to this day, gets angry very easily, and his explosive and unpredictable nature still reflects that he will always have that part of him that's not always going be the so-called 'good guy' that people wanted him to be. He can't be that person, and he's stopped trying. He is who he is and can only move forward into who he wants to become. But now he seeks betterment, atonement, growth...but not forgiveness. He'll take the booing, the hate, the bitterness, and the anger reflected back at him.

Lillie's kindness, too, he has learned to slowly accept as well. Genuine kindness, and friendship, and a feeling of belonging. Family. It's nice to have, even if not by blood. Even in the moments like this, where his true and 'terrible' nature peeks through, it's nice to fall back on that gentle feeling of comfort, because he still knows there are people out there who care about him. It may not be his flesh and blood, but it's better. Stronger.

Cackling, Guzma emerges but a moment after Lillie does, pushing back his damp hair and shaking out his hoodie. He's holding Lillie's sunhat, because he's not so mean as to just leave it swimming in the mana pool, and plops it down on her head as he wades out of the pool and heads toward their old home. Things have indeed changed, and the older homes have grown larger, still stylized a bit, but certainly not in complete disarray. Guzma and Lillie's abode hasn't changed much over time, but now there are small changes if Lillie goes poking around. Though...she may be distracted as a flash of white and orange buzzes by, and Guzma grins.]

Hey there, darlin', I said I'd be back, yo. Y'didn't bother Pinsir too much, yeah? I mean it, girlie, be nice to 'im, y'all know he's sensitive. [The Pokemon, a Masquerain, perches in the man's hood as it hums quietly, the 'eyes' on its head drooping before perking up again at the sight of Lillie.]Na-aah! Behave. Lil's family.

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[ The hat droops under the weight of the water and it looks a little pathetic, but Lillie is good natured about it as she follows behind Guzma. She shakes it out when they come to a stop by the new and improved home, eyes finding all the differences automatically - and a smile forming as she registers all the similarities. It's not foreign, but it's not overly familiar. A nice comfortable change. Shes about to say as much when a streak of color flies past her and-

Lil's family. She knew in her heart of hearts, but to hear him say it is nice. Like, really really nice. ]

Hello! [ She bows her head in greeting to the new Pokéfriend, hands clasped politely in front of her even as her hat flops down over her face. ] It's nice to meet you.

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[The tiny, insect Pokemon regards Lillie closely, the 'eyes' on its head still pointed up intimidatingly, buzzing by Guzma's shoulder before shaking its 'eyes' at her and darting away. To which Guzms just rolls his eyes and shakes his head. Typical...]

Yeah, so that's my Masquerain...she's a spitfire, don't get along well with most folk, and sure as heck likes to fight. Sorta like me...[Guzma frowns a bit. Honestly, Masquerain was a lot like he used to be. Aggressive, hotheaded, ready to take on anything and anyone, and not really a 'team player' outside of people he was especially close to.] She'll come around, 'ventually...

I think you'll like Pinsir, actually, c'mon...he's probably 'round back. Or up'n the trees? [Guzma flicks his sunglasses over his eyes and begins scanning the palms around.] Guess I could just call 'em all over.