Shulk followed Dickson out of the lab. They walked together to the Central Plaza, which had three bridges leading to each of the three districts.
“You’ve been making excellent progress on your Monado research, Shulk. I’m impressed,” Dickson told the teen.
Shulk felt a streak of pride. “Thanks, Dickson. Have you had a chance to catch up with Dunban yet?”
Dickson nodded. “He still insists on keeping that picture of us with Mumkhar, just before we took off to fight.” He snorted, and then sighed. “Too bad his arm isn’t getting any better. That damage looks permanent.”
This worried Shulk. “I hope not. I mean, Dunban’s the only one who can wield the Monado. If we ever get attacked by the Mechon again…”
Dickson glanced at him. Do you think so, Shulk? “Would you have him use that blasted sword again after what it’s done to him?”
Shulk flinched. “I – of course not.”