Well, I like Mew.

"Yes, you two seem very nice."

...Thank you.

Officer Tony is still watching, waiting for the paperwork to be filled out, looking confused at all of the strangeness.  Perhaps he should get them back on task, however, so he can go inform Topaz Hall of the criminal lab.  

"You can put down 'Mew' and 'Mewtwo' as your names, and keep them as that forever if that's what you prefer to be called.  You can also choose a non-species-based name now, or go to a government office and request a name change at any point in the future, if you decide on ones you like."

I don't know. I don't...I don't know. 

She fills out the form with Mewtwo and Mew in the name slots. 

Araeneve uncoils from around Verity's chair and pads the short distance over.  Does Mew want a reassuring nuzzle?  Quietly, "I suspect it's overwhelming, having to deal with a bunch of things all at once.  We'll help guide you through everything until you're used to it, and not let there be any trouble."

The officer takes back the tablet when Mewtwo is finished.  After a few seconds of typing, "You have an account in our systems.  Verity will be able to get you a phone?" he asks as a question, looking up to Verity as she nods.

"You look like you need some time to calm down and get accustomed to things.  Go with Verity for now, if you'd rather do that than deal with a counselor right away, and we can send someone to make sure everything is in order in a few days," Otodirana says gently to Mewtwo.  

Yesplease. 

Mew nuzzles Araeneve back. Dealing with lots of humans is still scary even if they aren't zombies. 

They can leave the station and travel the short distance to Verity-and-Araeneve's home.  It's not far - up a ramp, past a few offices, then through a large private lobby and to a smaller hallway with a few doors branching off.  From the detailing on the molding, the elaborate tilework walls, and the distance between the doors, these are much nicer apartments than the ones coming directly off of the main Hall.  

Her house is large, made of an open-plan central room with five doors leading elsewhere.  The architecture and furnishings are high quality, with a chandelier hanging from the vaulted ceiling and the furniture containing panels of valuable wood.  The tables are littered with various half-finished projects and waylaid baskets of laundry needing folding.  A number of boxes take up sections of the room, over askew rugs.

Mew darts into one of the baskets of laundry to snuggle up and/or hide. 

The basket is full of teal and blue and purple shirts.  

Verity leans against the door as soon as she shuts it.  She's more used to it, and not expecting danger, but she still doesn't like the stares of people while walking through the Hall in the daytime.  In a few hours she'll probably have to go back out to buy a set of phones, but for the moment the door is shut and locked.  

Thank you. For helping us. 

"We couldn't stand by and do nothing."

They check on the spare room to make sure everything's in order, then point out the various doors.  The bedroom where Mewtwo and Mew can go if they want to be alone, even from her.  Her own room, which is private to everyone but Verity-and-Araeneve.  Restroom, storage closet, and an empty room that doesn't have furniture.  The kitchen is already a part of the large open central room.

With that, they are going to go look for wherever they put their phone.

The two new Legendaries decide to hide in the alone bedroom for a bit. Being around people is kind of exhausting. 

The room is as richly furnished as the rest of the house.  A low square bed is set into a corner with a quarter-circle canopy over top and currently-empty shelves on the two sides touching the wall.  A pair of chests, a desk and chair, and a dresser match the bed, all painted a dark blue and standing out against the pale yellow walls.  The room's colors are primary - reds, blues, and yellows - and fairly bold.  Between the lowness of the furniture and the bright colors, this was probably originally intended to be a child's room by whoever designed it.  It is lacking any details that would show it has been used as more than the occasional guest room, however.

...This...is a very different kind of room than Mewtwo has ever seen before, given her history with humans and their buildings. 

...

She's going to TOUCH EVERYTHING. 

It's hard to tell what material the furniture is made from under the blue paint, but perhaps a dense particle board from their weight.  The table and chair legs are round, and the edges of the desk and shelves are rounded off smooth to match.  The chair has a cushion on the seat that gives a small amount beneath durable fabric.  The quarter-circle canopy is sheer silk with a lace pattern sewn in, making for a complex texture.  The bed is soft, covered in silk sheets, and the pillows are fluffy and light.  Beneath the square rug that covers the furniture-less center of the room (more durable and less soft than the sheets, but still plush), the floor is sealed with resin that's smooth but not slippery.

Soft??? Soft!!!

She dives into the bed and snuggles into the blankets. 

They are soft and also warm.  Mewtwo will remain undisturbed for a while.  

Meanwhile, Verity has found her phone.  There are several new messages, all asking roughly the same questions.  She types out a brief summary of what happened, that Mewtwo-and-Mew are in her care, and that they're skittish and don't want to be bothered right away.  The social media is also beginning to light up with similar questions, and she posts the summary there, too.  She doesn't like this much attention either, and calms herself by double-checking the apartment's security systems, then clearing up some of the older projects on the tables and rearranging her stacks of boxes a bit.  

Eventually Mew ventures out of the room and seeks out Araeneve. 

Are all human dwellings this soft?

"Soft?"

The bed is soft and the chair is soft and there is just a lot of soft fabric and it's good.

"Yeah, soft things are nice.  We have about the normal amount, I think."

There wasn't a lot of softness in the lab or with Giovanni or in the forest. We like soft.

"We have some places that aren't meant to be comfortable, like factories or storage areas, but anywhere people sleep or sit for a long time are usually soft.  

"Who is Giovanni?"