Luciel: Alright, this is getting ridiculous. Even I think there's
an issue with this whole thing.
Bastet: I KNEW HE WASN'T TRUST WORTHY!
Auto: We've been travelling with... a murderer. I'm not surprised,
I'm travelling with an idiot Purrloin, a passive-aggressive Absol,
a childish Froakie, and a hyperactive Shinx.
Luciel: ...Ahem. She began to comment on the situation, ignoring
Auto's complete list of intended insults. Seeing as it was a
murder, I wouldn't be surprised if the consequences were severe.
Luciel: At least here, we're innocent. In familial terms... Um,
Bastet?
Bastet: I doubt we've really caused trouble in this area -- Heck,
this place wasn't really named on the map, was it?
Auto: Morals? I'm really concerned about this amnesia and how it
affected your sense of thinking. Besides, we aren't the ones who've
had stained carnage on our hands. He seemed to sound blunt,
sounding a bit hostile.
Luciel: Calm down, Auto.
Bastet: Can we just go inside the town? Or are we not allowed
because of the Charmander?
Auto: You might be worrying too much, Lucario. Although, I do
understand if you still are suspicious.
Luciel: Maybe it's best if we keep an eye on the Charmander. If
this keeps up, we might all be kicked out if he goes AWOL and harms
the natives -- again.
Bastet: Doubt they'll really accept our presence here with
"Char-murder" here. She maintained a disinterested
expression.
Auto: Bastet. Don't be rude.
Bastet: Irony, huh? She gave Auto a smirk, which warranted for
Auto to lightly hit her on the head. Despite being a 'light hit',
the material Auto was made of made it hurt more than intended.
OW.... What are you? Made of metal!?
Auto: Focus.