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A little one. He was alive for several months only, yet he already knew lots of feelings. However, only four were strong enough to actually matter.
Love
He loved his daddy very much and, from what it looks like, his daddy loved him too. Jorsey knew, that they were very different, but paid no attention to it. It was enough that his daddy loved him and he loved his daddy.
Curiosity
He was always curious, what his daddy was doing. Sometimes he was walking in the big round hall, looking at the different things, placed near the walls, and at the four huge bird-like Pokemon, suspended in some kind of energy fields, generated by the encasing metal structures. Daddy told him that, one day, he may need his help during the negotiations with the big white-and-blue one - Lugia, which he called “Waters Great Guardian”.
Happiness
He was happy when his daddy was happy. He was happy when his daddy finished another project. He was happy when daddy got something new into the collection. He was happy, when he drained all the life from passing Pelipper with a single attack, which his daddy dubbed as an “Oblivion Wing”. It felt as a right thing to do. Of course, he would never do such a thing to his daddy.
Fear
He was very afraid of the mind of the home, which, normally, was helping daddy in his doings, but hated little Yveltal with passion. He knew, that she always watched him through these things, which daddy calls “CCTV cameras”. She said to him in plain text, that, if he ever does serious damage or kills his daddy, she will make sure to completely destroy him, even if it’ll mean cessation of her existence. She was everywhere in this flying home. There was no hiding from her. There was no escaping her. The only reason he was still alive is because his daddy wanted it. She knew all of this and she still wanted him destroyed. She was not afraid to use something, which, according to what his daddy has shown him and what he heard from both daddy and her, generated incredible amounts of energy and worked on principles more basic than universe itself. The little Yveltal was very afraid of her. In fact, the main kind of nightmares he had so far was where his daddy was dead, like from the Oblivion Wing, and she was coming to take his life in revenge for her master’s death. And, unlike him or daddy, who was called “Lawrence Gelardan the Third”, she had no name, as if she had no need in it. She was everywhere. She wanted him removed from existence. He could do next to nothing about it. And he was very afraid.