#0307

“But why.” To say Yuu’s patience is fraying is to imply there’s anything more than a strained thread. “Are the twelve year olds the ones currently dealing with the Legendary Pokemon?”

The head of Team Night Raven sniffed. “It was not my choice! I had everything well in hand, when those two rapscallions burst in to ruin our plans! How could I deal with the Legendary when my own team is so sadly depleted??”

“Also.” He adds with the air of a pedantic teacher. “I do believe the underfed young man is thirteen.”

Yuu makes a sound not unlike a tea kettle falling off a cliff.

“I don’t care that they KO’d your entire team! I know you’ve been hoarding Full Restores like gold nuggets, just revive them! That’s what Riddle did, and Leona, and Azul, and Kalim, and Vil, and Idia, and even Malleus when they beat him in battle!” The growls of their Absol and their Persian ratchet up as their volume does. “Even if they handed Night Raven our asses, they are still CHILDREN. If you send them up against a monster of a Legendary like that, you’re just asking for them to get eat—!!”

Dire Crowley’s silence becomes slightly more culpable.

“…Crowley.” Yuu’s voice drops slow and quiet. “Tell me you didn’t leave those two behind to get eaten.”

“It is not a decision I make lightly.” Crowley decrees, attempting to sound sorrowful and serious. “But, given that they had proven their fortitude to me by besting my best agents and then myself, when the beast broke its chains, in my graciousness, I—”