She had secluded herself in one of the Library viewing rooms. A selection of films was cued up, chosen from multiple planets and genres: romance, drama, comedy, horror. And a few extra war movies.

Anwei sat on the too-warm flesh couch, leaning forward, her hands hanging slack between her spread knees. She stared at the veined floor between her feet, veins in her own forehead pulsing almost in sync. She had plenty of time; she was off-shift, and no one should come looking for her.

( The doctors had asked her not to do this. )

Upon finding and reclaiming Haunter's pokeball, Sabrina had been wandering the area of the city with both Kadabra and Haunter clearing the area's rubble. It was when Kadabra had spotted a familair site, then she had told Sabrina telepathically to turn her head over their direction. Sabrina turned and gasped. It survived. She was speechless.

"I cannot believe it. The gym had survived, much like myself. Perhaps we should check on what remains of it." The doors of the front were partially broken, but the main entrance seemed okay for now. She had even checked the now vacant 'toy room' where she and her childhood persona had shrunk many people, including her own mother and several of the trainers in her Gym. She felt ashamed now of what she did in the past, and it was Ash who helped her see a better future. Some construction was needed in certain areas of the Saffron Gym, Sabrina realized. Perhaps I should ask for assistance?