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    A soft sigh of relief falls from your lips once it’s finished, stretching your hand for a moment to make sure you still have mobility. Everything’s fine and doesn’t feel overly tight. You turn your eyes to her, blinking a few times as a hum escaped your throat. You put the cube to the side. “N.” You pause for a moment, fidgeting a little as you do. “Thank you. Are… you sure you want to help me find them? I don’t mind doing it by myself.”

   "Antiseptic?“   You murmur, watching with careful & observant eyes as she dug out the bandages and spray. You’re quiet, unwilling to interrupt out of curiosity. It’s only when the spray hits the scratches on your arm do you jerk a little, though you immediately try to move your arm back into place. Head lowered, you hold the cube usually dangling from your belt loops to move the pieces of the puzzle around as best as you could. "It– I was scratched, yes. The… Pokemon looked hurt, they were limping. I tried to offer help but.. they didn’t seem to trust people anymore, after their trainer had – left them.” You pause,  taking a moment to shift a piece in your void puzzle. “I want to find them later and help them, it’s … not right to let them stay out here alone.”

    You want to emote more, even subconsciously you think that much. Maybe another would cry at the pain.  You want to, somewhere inside of you, you want to. It’d be the normal thing to do. You shudder,  you don’t want to be touched but you have to bear with it and you know it. “I’m sorry,” you repeat, like it’s the only words you know. “I– yes, I,” You end up stuttering for a moment, over the same words - only to sigh and start again, though still speaking quickly.  "Yes, I apologize if I flinch in the process. It’s not intentional.“

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           “Petalburg? I’ve been there before.” He could still imagine the way that space cris-crossed there: The sight, the sound, the feel of that place. As such, he knew that he could easily travel there—

        “Huh–” Her Pokedex spoke up, reading off an entry for Palkia. It was a sobering wake-up call to the boy who was so terrible at secret keeping. Yuuto quickly stepped away from the Pokedex, but he knew he could not escape its range. Laughing nervously, he waved his hands, “Wow, uh, how about that! Weird! Uhhh but uhhh. Free Pokedex entry, y-yay…?”

           Nervous about being caught, he began nodding rapidly to the comment about Ralts. “I do, I do! If I find one, I just throw a Pokeball, right? Well, I better run! Don’t wanna, uh, miss the train!”

           There’s no train in Hoenn, Yuuto. But he didn’t know how the people of this region traveled.

yuuto was acting strange now. she wondered why. he had moved away from her, as if trying to avoid something. “are...you okay?” something was clearly wrong, but she didn’t know what. “you know there aren’t any trains that run in hoenn, right?” was he really going to be okay on his own? she found herself growing worried about this.

“i can give you a ride there if you want. i’ll just have to stop in the pokemon center to grab one of my flying types.” it might be better if he had someone with him anyways. “it’s dangerous to capture a wild pokemon on your own. it’ll be better if i stay with you.” she puts her pokedex back in her bag, then stands up and walks over to yuuto.