There's so much he doesn't understand, but as cautious as he is, he's listening. And at the mention of her name, a certain floppy-eared Pikachu approaches, nudging Zahra's leg curiously. And that probably merits an explanation.

"...my Pikachu is also named Kisara. I didn't name her, she already had that name when we met. And I don't think she's an incarnation of her, but sometimes I wonder if we're connected."

He traces his fingers over the cards.

"But doing this will set her free?"