Rosetta pretty much rubbed salt to Casten's oh-so-jealous wound by trilling off with Bei during the journey. Casten was absolutely not pleased but he was a very very good little boy and kept quiet, didn't he?

No.

Then again, there wasn't a point to seething in a little corner where nobody would notice him. He attempted to be nice towards Rosetta—and Rosetta was a nice leafeon, he'd admit, but. But. He just didn't like the idea of her speaking with Bei. Why? Because he felt that since he was the one who practically taught Bei on essential life skills—no, he was getting a little stupid now. Ignore him.

"So you lived in the forest before, huh? Why'd you decide to move out of the forest?" he heard Rosetta happily chatter like a stupid. Nonstop talking. Chatot.

"Because it's boring."

"The forest isn't boring, y'know, there are plenty of stuff to do!"

"But I stayed in the forest for so freaking long! Of course I'm gonna get bored." Bei absentmindedly stared off into the trees like they were the dullest things alive. "Anyways, I want to see some real civilisation! Cuz I haven't yet."

"Haven't yet? Well, you're one sad person." Rosetta frowned. "We're nearly there. Keep it up! Oh, by the way, your name's Casten, right?" She glanced backwards at the heliolisk, who jolted and stared back at the leafeon curiously—what did she want? "You're normal, right? I can say that for sure, right? Because you completely smell of not-pokemon."

"Very funny." Rosetta threw her head back and laughed at his radiating sarcasm. "I'm a hundred-percent pokemon, just so you know. It's Bei you're smelling."

Rosetta froze in her tracks, and Bei tripped over her feet stopping. "Well, hun... you happen to be right! It is Bei who smells of not-pokemon! Hey, Bei, what are you? You're not going to tell me you're an actual, hundred-percent, pokemon, are you?" With that kind of smile and that kind of voice, Bei wasn't really in the position to lie.

Which is why she didn't. "I'm a robot," she muttered. Casten noted it was the only topic she didn't like talking about—she was extremely elated to talk about almost everything else. (Her favourite topic was how to skin pyroar alive.) "You can ask Casten over there for more details." It was plenty obvious that she wasn't going to say anything more.

Which was not an excuse to pass it off to Casten.

Well, he technically wasn't in the position to complain.

Bei suddenly bounced on her feet. "Oh! Oh! Rosetta!"

The leafeon winced, starting up her walking pace once again. "Um, hun, I'm right next to you. Try not to yell, okay?"

"But yelling is emphasis!"

"Sure it is, but there are other means of emphasis. Anyways, what was it that you wanted?"

"Do you like killing stuff?" Bei held up a paw as if she was going to claw something with her... nonexistent claws. "I do. It's just about my hobby to kill stuff. It's the most wonderful thing."

'...Mistress Bei, leafeon are mostly pacifistic.'

Well, what the heck does "pacifistic" mean?

'They simply do not believe in violence.'

"Well..." Rosetta visibly bristled. "I only kill when I need food. I don't consider it a hobby." She sniffled. "It gets my fur all covered in blood, anyway. It's ridiculous. It's a dirty job and I don't like it very much. I feel that violence isn't going to release any stress or solve any problems, you know? I understand some people have sadistic and violent tendencies, and it's a free, wild world, but I'm not one of those people."

So she was a pacifist too? Aww. "Oh, okay."

"I—I'm pretty sure there are some people who like fighting in the village too!" Rosetta's attempts to lift Bei's spirit half-worked. "Y-You can't kill them, no, but you can fight! Fight to near-death, I think. I don't participate in those, but others do!"

Bei licked her paws. "Now, that is something to look forward to."

Casten would rather not see what bloody future she was envisioning.

The walk to the village was pretty quiet from then on, interrupted only by Bei's "I'm hungry"s and Casten's "I'm tired"s. Rosetta would constantly tell them "we're almost there"s. (It was probably just an effort to make them feel better, though.)

"I like eevee meat," Bei suddenly said. "It's really tasty."

"I... I'm not even sure what to say." Rosetta grimaced. "Well, that's good for you, then."

"She eats anything," Casten reminded Rosetta. "Anything and everything."

They stopped by a pond and Rosetta allowed Bei to go and hunt for food in it. They were aiming mostly for magikarp, and they got magikarp, but Rosetta had to jump in and stop Bei from killing a feebas ("Bei! They're rare creatures! You can't kill them!" "Lemme at 'em, you skank!"). Afterwards, they polished off the magikarp (with Bei eating majority of them) and then they left off to the village.

And finally, after so so so so so many of Rosetta's "we're almost there"s they finally reached. The fucking. Village.

Finally.

Rosetta invited them into her house (she lived with her grandmother, apparently) since it was getting late. And Bei and Casten had to share a room since there wasn't any other rooms. Bei wasn't bothered since that was practically what they had been doing in their life in the forest. They had to sleep in some sort of soft cushy thing-thing and whatever it was, Bei planted her face straight into something called a pillow and then immediately claimed she was in Heaven.

...

Only because she hadn't seen a pillow before, right?

A/N: So I walked up the staircase and fell epically and kind of whacked my fingernail in the process, did my "shit fuck" event real quick, then went to grab an ice cube.

Then I got inspirraaaaation for this end of the fucking story goodbye.