The human-transformed Pokémon laid there, flat on her straw bed, eyeing the rocky ceiling above her. She flipped her head to the side a bit, letting her light, brown hair slid out from under and to the side. She thought hard about the past few days; everything that she's been told has been a lie all along. As these rolled in her mind, she unintentionally turned on her side to check on her friends. Mia lay on her stomach; the Pikachu occasionally twitched her tiny feet and she slightly snored as she tossed around onto her back. The human looked up slightly to see the other one…he wasn't there. As she was about to jolt up, she heard a slight rustle of movement, the sound of a rock or pebble rolling over. She slowly looked over her shoulder and sighed out of relief; Grovyle had woken up and walked over near the edge. He stared out to the horizon, watching the waters below move and twirl beneath them. She silently moved herself up off the ground, but as she stood up, Grovyle's leaf twitched and the human jumped a bit as he turned his body around to see if anyone was coming upon them in the night. He smiled when their eyes locked; he beckoned the girl to his side with his hand, then crossed them again and continued to watch the horizon. She almost didn't move, but something pushed her to his side; she didn't completely trust him, but he was the only one with a good enough explanation about who she was…where she came from. As Grovyle's smile wavered back into a scowl, the girl turned to him to ask something, but as her lips moved, no words came out. She looked away to avoid his gaze as he turned to her, concerned.
"What? Is something wrong?" Grovyle unfolded his arms and put his hand onto her shoulder. "Did…you have you wanted to tell me?" She looked back with shame; how could she say it to him?
"Grovyle, I…" She started but stopped, thinking. Grovyle took this differently and forced her to turn towards him.
"Are you alright?"
"I'm fine, it's just…that…"
"What? You can tell me-" He was going to continue but the young human shoved his arms off of her.
"I can't be who you think I am." She finally spoke out, fear in her tone. Grovyle looked up and down, searching her for an answer or clue.
"What…? Of course you are. You look like her, you speak like her, and you even-"
"No, no, I mean…I know who you say I am. But…my personality, what I acted like…I'm not the same." The girl whispered under her breath, then waited for his reply.
"B-But…but…" Grovyle didn't know how to respond. His old partner, his old friend, was rejecting that she was the same person. He turned back to the side, facing the edge. The leaves on his head and arms fell, like they started wilting. The human gave a sigh and sat down, facing Mia and the entrance into their secret hideout.
"Can you tell me?" The girl finally asked after a minute or two of tension rising up between them.
"Wha-what do you mean?"
"What I was like before…can you tell me?" Grovyle looked down at her, his face surprised by her question.
"I'll try…what exactly do you want to know?" Grovyle sat down beside her, nearly touching knees with her. She looked away not thinking about it and answered almost immediately.
"Everything…from the moment we first met." Grovyle took in a deep breath, let it out, and looked at her in the eyes. It would be a long story to recap…
