“M-mhmm…Thank you…”

Solon gave Tsuki a small smile as he bit into one of the cookies, enjoying the warm, sweet taste. He felt his body begin to relax as he munched away, his smile gradually growing wider. It seemed like it was really helping the Sceptile!

“I…I think I’d like that. T-thank you, r-really…”

Solon sniffed as he broke the hug they shared for now, trying to rub away the remaining tears falling down his face. Perhaps a warm, sweet cookie would be what helps the Sceptile feel even just a little bit better.

Solon continued to sob as he hugged her back, countless tears streaming down his face.

“T-there’s more to the story, b-but…I-I just need…some time to c-calm down…”

He’d speak between choked sobs as he held onto her, taking in deep breaths in an attempt to calm down. Despite the fear he felt in —>

“I…don’t remember if I told you about my childhood, but it plays a big part. I-I…didn’t always live in my cabin. I used to live with my parents a long time ago in a village. Goldleaf Village, it was called. It held it’s famous Harvest Festival every year. —>

“Why don’t I fight? It’s…a long story. It’s not a very pleasant one too, but I-I can tell you. Just…gimme a moment to collect my thoughts.”

Solon took a moment to steel himself, having to remember some rather…unpleasant memories. But he’d soon be prepared to tell her.

“Okay, I’m ready. You might—>