He holds her, in arms weaker than water, and he's barely able to see her through the shining light that encompasses her body and his.
He can't hold her any closer, and he couldn't be shaking any harder, and he's never wanted anything more than to save her. But how can he, when he's about to die right alongside her?
Her voice is weak, barely there, and her eyes are filled with the shine of tears. He tries to keep talking, as if the sound of his own fading voice could reassure her. Could reassure either of them.
But they died for a reason, he tries to remind himself. They died to save the world, didn't they? So he should accept his fate. He should be proud.
Next to them, the sunlight filters across the landscape for the first time—new life, giving birth to death.
haven't seen any of the special episodes in explorers of sky, although i know the last one is about the future pokémon and i have a general idea of what it entails. but this doesn't really mesh with that canon. well, it sort of does. but who cares.