"You did say that you come in various shapes . . . " He never would've guessed Vianca to be one of them, though. And what school was this? Did other pikmin attend? "Do you know why you look the way you do?"

He glanced back at the shelf and pulled out the journal as he asked. Chocobos could wait. Vianca was here, and the least he could do now was to learn more about her and her kind.