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@tranquillitates has sent: ♦ rowan's thoughts, mayhaps

Send me a "♦" for the first word my muse thinks of when your muse is mentioned. [Accepting, mutuals, SPECIFY MUSE]

"Gratefulness."

Sinnoh always seems to have a myth to discuss, almost every little situation he comes across. The elusive mythical pokemon of gratitude, Shaymin, also crosses his mind. For it is meant to celebrate and remind people, about that sentiment.

“… see I was just — I was makin’ a joke but you guys are actin’ like there’s …

his voice is tired, age showing in the professor more than it ever seems to show in his former friend. could he even call the man that? had that bond ever been real? samuel isn't sure. the only thing he has left to show of it is the chilly distance from agatha and the grandchildren he's had to become the parent to.

"haven't you taken enough from me?"

          “  do i need a permission to visit an old friend?  ”  he takes a casual look around the lab as he talks, hands tucked into his pockets. as expected, everything looks about the same as it had all those years back.  how sentimental.  violet eyes shift back towards the other man, the slightest hint of a smile shifting across his otherwise unreadable expression.

          has he taken enough? it’s debatable. 

          “  you should reconsider my offer. i'm confident we could come into a mutual agreement. wouldn't you want to take your research to a new level?  ”