Absynthe turned her head toward the new voice.<span style="font-style: italic">Oh.  Hello,</span>she "whispered" to the oddly colored Luxio.<span style="font-style: italic">Hale is... very serious sometimes.</span><br/><br/>"Absynthe," Hale said finally, his voice low.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Yes</span>? she replied.<br/><br/>Hale pointed to the Golduck.  "Status," he said.<br/><br/>Absynthe probed its mind for a few moments.<span style="font-style: italic">It's fading,</span>she announced.<br/><br/>"Good." Hale grunted.  "Death is a blessing for the mad ones."