Elio glanced over to Gold with a look of worry. While he wasn't quite sure he heard him right--he hoped that things were in the past for Gold.

"I guess I could just do that! I sorta did that a lot in Alola, haha. That probably made some people angrier but it was easier to just leave." He admitted, and at the mention of a "silver", he's curious. "Is Silver your friend from back home? Also I don't know if Guzma's a friend but I like him plenty. He'd probably laugh it off if I told him that."

Not talking about family? Not a problem is what Elio would be saying if he didn't still think about family even as they dropped the touchy topic on Fathers. Unfortunately, the other topic of Mothers seemed to hang just as awkwardly. Elio pointedly looked away. He felt the tip of his fingers feeling cold, and tingly.

"I couldn't do anything she didn't like." He tried to keep his tone as neutral as he could. It was impossible to however with the truth effect taking over him. "I wish--no, please. I don't want to talk about this either. Why do I have to keep thinking about her? She's not here."

He'd rather think of happier things, from Nebby's soft fur. The salty breeze, to-

"...I'm just trying to live the way I want. That's all." He uttered, hoping for the wind to just carry his words away.