She had two goals in mind with this trip to Beta Island, simple and clear: letting Legion play in the ocean and catching another water type for their ranks. Naturally, Tuesday knows that second one may be slightly trickier, considering both her high standards and those of the Kyogre — what Legion thinks of other water types matters.

"Enjoying yourself?" She asks then, still sitting on the sand yet opening her inventory to bring out her immovable spear... Just in case something tries to sneak up on them, you know? You can never be too careful! Sure, it would be better to release a Pokémon that can actually fight from the get-go, but is it such a bad thing that Tuesday wants some alone time with her infant Kyogre? Legion is, after all, her baby.

<'ȶɦɛ ֆաɛʟʟ ֆɦօʊʟɖ ɖʀօառ ɨȶ ǟʟʟ'>

Correction: her murderous baby.

Tuesday wouldn't have it any other way, of course.

The Quaxly leaves soon enough, disappearing back into the tall grass and leaving Tuesday and Legion alone in the beach once again. There, she sits, watching the Kyogre that hadn't hatched from their all that long ago, but that since then has made so much progress...

They can easily move through the air now, floating even if only a couple of feet off the ground. They can swim through water with spectacular grace for a Pokémon that looks like a living beach ball. And, most importantly, signs of their abilities have shown.

Soon, Legion might begin to use real attacks. Soon, they might be ready to begin to learn how to fight.

<'What's up?'> The Dragonair asks when released onto the beach's golden sands, the scales of his long serpentine body almost shimmering in the sunlight.

"Heal Legion" Tuesday doubts anything too terrible happened to the Kyogre, it's a little sting and nothing more, but the goal here was for Legion to have a good time in the sea, and that's not going exactly as she had hoped.

<'You got it!'>

There's always something interesting about watching Legion and Orm interact. Back when Tuesday was working on Legion's egg, Orm often coiled around it while she read to it — back at the spring beneath the church. This may perhaps be the reason why Legion has such trust in the Dragonair, allowing him to come close to the infant legend and use a healing RAIN DANCE.

Legions sings an appreciative note, bringing a smile upon Tuesday's expression.

<'... ȶɦǟռӄ ʏօʊ.'>

Interesting. She does no more than watch at first, stepping closer to get a good look at the Pokémon that had decided to talk to Legion. Some sort of sea slug? A Shellos, according to her Pokédex. A cute little water type.

<'...YEᔕ.'>

At least Legion doesn't seem to mind the little slug all that much. Who knows, maybe if she's lucky they might even become friends. Legion could use more friends, considering they're fond of referring to most Pokémon as worthless vermin.

<'Good! You should go deeper in the water, it's nice!'> The Shellos laughs, splashing Legion with a WATER GUN.

Oh...

That could be bad...

"Are they... playing?" Tuesday asks Orm while watching the interaction between both water types, almost as surprised as Legion had been before. Then, a slight smile reaches her lips. Apparently, the Kyogre had made a friend after all.

<'Yep... You better catch that Shellos, T.'> The Dragonair seems to almost smirk, to which his trainer laughs, bringing out her golden Pokéball.

"On it."