As the dark crystal began to chip away Zekrom lowered his head to N and nuzzled him. He breathed in the scent of his trainer committing it to memory. It was clear that this was his goodbye, and from the look in his eyes it was also clear that it hurt, that he feared not remembering.<br/><br/>He waited as the crystal chipped further away savoring these last moments with N. And then as the young man clad in black stepped free of the shards the massive Pokemon faded away the light from his being moving into the man's body. "Makoto?" he said, his voice sounding groggy as he looked at the other being in the that had emerged. Without another word he strode over and lifted the man in white and lifted him into a hug.<br/><br/>After a moment of holding Makoto close and fighting back tears he turned to N and looked as if he was trying to recognize him. Then the light glinted in his red eyes and he reached out a hand to the green haired youth. "N..." he whispered.