"...I'm not sure what is myself anymore." Walter murmured. For so long, his consciousness and Valtiels had been inescapably melded, swirling together until he often lost track of what were his desires and what was Valtiel's. And in a way, it didn't matter. They had the same goal, to be with the Holy Mother. Although Walter knew he personally liked being close to his Pokemon. He had a feeling that Valtiel wouldn't have.

He didn't elaborate. "Is it still calm?"