( amaterasu is only too happy to wave back to the finizen, ginny and smiles brightly to her. the pokemon she's collected; baby fenrir the fennekin and idun the bounsweet both delight in trilling their own hellos to the dolphin-type pokemon. )

Amaterasu supposes this world must have some kind of magic to it if the creatures can do such amazing things. Amaterasu remembers what it's like to have magic, so, it's nice to see that at least someone can use it here, even if I'm not able to anymore.