It wasn't a question that was necessarily unwarranted, and Amor didn't know truth be told, but he did know one thing for certain.

"When I last saw it, before it was zipped away to where ever. It had a red shard embedded in it from the shattered Red Orb." Amor expresses to the three of them. "Which is incredibly valuable to us for several reasons, the most of which is that it keeps the league from having it. If we have one single shard in our possession that keeps them from completing the orb, and solidifies our position against them further." He says to the trio as he grabs a fresh glass of lemonade, and takes a healthy sip of it.

"However as I stated before we need to procure an absurd amount of Primal Energy to power it, or find an alternate source of power that can do it. Crossing dimensions isn't an exact science, as much as I would like it to be. Alternate sources of power could be the Terastal Energy from the newly formed crystals in our dimension. Or Dynergy, but at the moment Galar has a monopoly on that, and I don't know if making a pokemon the size of a building will really help us." He says with a sigh, and a slight chuckle.

"So just to be clear Nebula's mission is as follows. Gather as much data on Legendary Pokemon as possible. Create counter measures for them, and then attempt to procure them for Rocket. Are we all in agreement?" He asks them running his hand through his silvery hair. Amor didn't know if he came off as bossy enough, he realized his new position put him above others to some degree, but he didn't know if he was fully capable of embracing it in this particular setting.

Nebula was part of Rocket without a doubt, but maybe it could be something beyond the sum of its parts one day.

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Makoto nodded at Howard’s advice. If anyone knew how to best help Zapdos, then it would likely be the Rocket that it once worked with. And if the group was able to bring the legendary back to full capacity…

… Well, that’d be an ally to help – potentially in the power department, depending on how they went about it. Even if things like Primal or Infinity Energy was where it’s at as far as they’ve come to understand, having electricity aplenty surely would be valuable, too, right?

But another goal was that of the Dragon Titan, and the Red Orb shard it held. Makoto wasn’t sure how they would retrieve it – even if they could rip gates thru space to reach it, would it be a friend or a foe? To fight a legendary they had limited information on felt like its own daunting idea…

… Though, it wasn’t as though they hadn’t done something similar before, their thoughts drifting back to that simulated Rayquaza that they had been put up against. Sure, it was less a direct fight and more them trying to survive alongside two others, but it was still something. They just… Had to apply those same thoughts they had back then, right?

As Amor addressed the group, Makoto would finally nod in agreement and acknowledgement. ”Understood.” They responded simply, their thoughts still a bit of a swirl in their head. This was something they’d have to think over for awhile, they felt... But it was direction, at the very least.

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Smiled brightly at them all and their answers. Amor had lead many things in his life, it had been expected of him even before he was left alone, but they were all things built by someone else. Amor had never lead something that he himself had built before aside from the company he had created here in Hoenn, but it wasn't the same. This didn't feel like that, he didn't know how to describe it, but with his most charming smile he would give them all a nod.

"Alright you all know our goal, and what we are hoping to achieve. We will have one of these meetings every so often to just pour over everything together. I think that would be good, knowledge is power after all. Should any of you need assistance from me, well I'm rather easy to find. But I'll leave you all to your devices for now." It was hard to hide the happiness in his voice, but he tried to remain as neutral as possible.

"Good luck to you all, and try to not get killed before our next meeting okay?" He chuckled, and then he would take his leave letting them stay in their shared lab for as long as they liked, or let them leave at their leisure.

TLDR
I think we can end it there!
Thank you guys!

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