Who, as it happens, is struggling to keep his Pokémon from wriggling out of his grip.
“Magnolia?” The critter in question struggles in the crook of his arm, flapping its tiny hands about in the Wurmple’s general direction, as if eager to make friends with it, or…
“Oh, no.” Ren immediately crosses his arms to lock the Ralts in place, preventing its escape. The aforesaid creature begins squeaking in protest. Ren turns to their challenger.
“We’re sorry to bother you.” Never mind that he’d been the one to approach them first. “We’re leaving now. Come on, Nora.”
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Who, as it happens, is struggling to keep his Pokémon from wriggling out of his grip.
“Magnolia?” The critter in question struggles in the crook of his arm, flapping its tiny hands about in the Wurmple’s general direction, as if eager to make friends with it, or…
“Oh, no.” Ren immediately crosses his arms to lock the Ralts in place, preventing its escape. The aforesaid creature begins squeaking in protest. Ren turns to their challenger.
“We’re sorry to bother you.” Never mind that he’d been the one to approach them first. “We’re leaving now. Come on, Nora.”