[Belonging, now that's certainly a theme to provoke thought. After all, wasn't part of why he followed Lusamine and her schemes to destroy the place he was a pariah of? To beat it down for always beating him down, to break it down and build anew? To make a place where he and his belonged?
While Lucina's not an outcast because of societal reasons like him and his team, she's an outcast by...her circumstance, he guesses is the best way to put it. But even in this world, she didn't really belong, did she? None of them did, OTO was a direct response to the fact they shouldn't be here. An extreme response, but not far from his own in the face of everything back home.
Being pushed aside, failed, forgotten...and the encroaching of outsiders, changing what Alola refused to change, to make it easier for them to be part of their world, yet turning their backs on the ones already there. The ones they left behind...
The thought pisses him off, and it's made apparent by the fact that—well...Saladit disappears suddenly. Guzma doesn't react, not surprised by it, merely knowing he'll have to contact Tupp to get the Salandit back. A small inconvenience, really.]
I can see the appeal. [He finally answers.] Even if this ain't a world where any of us belong, what's the point of goin' to your own home when you ain't nothin' but a stranger there, right?
[His eyes flick to her, his brow knitting tightly together. Golisopod lets out a worried rumble as he looks at Guzma, sensing the tension from him.]
Maybe staying here wouldn't be so bad, in that case.
[It's either go back and make a place for himself, or stay here and make a place for himself. It didn't matter where he went, because like Lucina, in his own way, he didn't belong.]
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While Lucina's not an outcast because of societal reasons like him and his team, she's an outcast by...her circumstance, he guesses is the best way to put it. But even in this world, she didn't really belong, did she? None of them did, OTO was a direct response to the fact they shouldn't be here. An extreme response, but not far from his own in the face of everything back home.
Being pushed aside, failed, forgotten...and the encroaching of outsiders, changing what Alola refused to change, to make it easier for them to be part of their world, yet turning their backs on the ones already there. The ones they left behind...
The thought pisses him off, and it's made apparent by the fact that—well...Saladit disappears suddenly. Guzma doesn't react, not surprised by it, merely knowing he'll have to contact Tupp to get the Salandit back. A small inconvenience, really.]
I can see the appeal. [He finally answers.] Even if this ain't a world where any of us belong, what's the point of goin' to your own home when you ain't nothin' but a stranger there, right?
[His eyes flick to her, his brow knitting tightly together. Golisopod lets out a worried rumble as he looks at Guzma, sensing the tension from him.]
Maybe staying here wouldn't be so bad, in that case.
[It's either go back and make a place for himself, or stay here and make a place for himself. It didn't matter where he went, because like Lucina, in his own way, he didn't belong.]