Gavin's never liked the idea of Ultra Space. After seeing it struggle to hold itself together, after feeling the chill of Giratina's breath threatening his lungs, he can't imagine eagerly subjecting himself to dimensional exploration.

He has not openly discouraged his sister's research, but he's privately warned her of the risks.

Now, though? Hearing her talk of it with fervour and excitement and progress? He smiles, not an underboss to a head scientist but a brother to a sister who's made him so damn proud.

His anxieties will never stand in the way of her brilliance.

"If anyone could do it, it's you." There's nothing facetious about the words. "And. Count me in."

He's not going to make his sister face this alone.

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However brief that spark in his sister's gaze, Gavin sees it and relishes it. A glimpse of the girl she'd been beneath the woman she'd grown into. Perhaps she'd never find true happiness, but to provide even the slightest hint of joy was a win in his book.

Martín del Mar already knows they're siblings, but Lulu Flint doesn't know that he knows and Gavin doesn't want to ruin a good moment by breaking that news, so he keeps his own glee to himself. Maybe they'll talk about it later, over drinks as they so often seemed to.

"I'll lend my own to the cause, as well," he says of Bronzong. "And my Ultra Beast, if they seem taken by them."

He did enjoy the Stakataka's company, even if he didn't utilize it in battle the way he did his shadows. It hung out in his laboratory, often times, watching him work with its many eyes.

His nose wrinkles at mention of The Cloud.

"I think Martín is better equipped to handle it than I am. The Unown seem to bear some connection to it."

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"Now where are we going to find someone good at programming?" He's teasing, his amber eyes bright as he glances at his sister. "Shouldn't be a problem for you, I'd imagine."

He won't be of much use in this, he knows, but it doesn't bother him to allow the other two to take the reins.

"I can lend Porygon as well as anything else we might need. I've been stocking our storeroom with all kinds of Pokémon." It had become a personal project of sorts; that, and it was easier to let the organization bear the responsibility of feeding the many mouths he'd obtained as a result. He had enough to deal with when it came to his shadows.

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