"Only until a fork comes," Shalin expanded on Elaine's well-placed metaphor. There was just something unexplainable about how a bonfire in the middle of the night could yield life's greatest introspective. She took another look at the Glacial Medallion she had retrieved out of the Crystal Trench before stowing it. Perhaps, when her long quest to unite all eight was over, she would get to live her dream. One day.

But that was a long ways off.

She had one in her possession, but seven medallions remained, each in a labyrinth full of ruthless Pokémon, deadly tricks, and nefarious puzzles that she had only her Pokémon and her wits to solve. "I feel better now, getting that off my chest. Thanks for listening to me," she said with a heart a little heavier than it needed to be. "Thank you." She accepted the woman's business card. "...Yeah, you never know. Probably not in my line of work, but if I ever do, you'll be the first call I make."

With that, she faced her Pyroar. "Come on, Kiara. Let's go." The lioness sat down to comfortably let her trainer aboard. She sounded a purr that came out a little louder than she anticipated as the rider turned her around, content to let her walk back to the room she was spending the night at.