[Ren doesn't flinch upon being called out- he straightens his body, looking up at the much larger pokemon with determination in his eyes. Even if he feels nauseous, and the ache all over his body has gotten worse with the sudden influx of stress- he won't back down.
Yeah, no shit it won't come back- it's all over the forest floor! There's nothing left to come back!]
That's not what I'm worried about, [he says, firmly, refusing to let any weakness show. He's still very, very carefully keeping contact with his Grumpearl, hoping that at least someone picks up on this.] You- what did you do?
[The wild pokemon- they're still pokemon. Even if they're sometimes hostile, they don't deserve- whatever this is. Ren can hardly stand to look at it, and yet the larger pokemon is so fucking calm.]
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Yeah, no shit it won't come back- it's all over the forest floor! There's nothing left to come back!]
That's not what I'm worried about, [he says, firmly, refusing to let any weakness show. He's still very, very carefully keeping contact with his Grumpearl, hoping that at least someone picks up on this.] You- what did you do?
[The wild pokemon- they're still pokemon. Even if they're sometimes hostile, they don't deserve- whatever this is. Ren can hardly stand to look at it, and yet the larger pokemon is so fucking calm.]