Zahra stumbles to a stop when they hear Katsuya's whistle, tumbling head over heel and falling flat on their face as four different levels of deja vu hits them at once. What the hell was an Ancient Egyptian goatherd's whistle doing in-

Ah, right. Katsuya.

Fumbling a random ball out of their backpack, Zahra tosses—shit a Luxury Ball they were saving that—it at the white Eevee. The shiny Pokémon's eyes glitter at the luxurious ball, and it practically jumps inside.

"Now they're mine," Zahra grouses. "Hey. Thanks for saving my ass."