... You don't seem like such a bad guy to me. And... I'm worried about him, too. I want to get him out of there. I don't think he belongs there. Those people... they don't care about him. You do. I do. To them, he's just... another body to throw at what they want done.
[He's going to hang onto that compliment. But right now it's time to be mad at Team Rocket.]
Right? I'm worried that if I try they'll use him as leverage or something'. I might not be an expert at battling, but I've got a pair of level one hundred fists they probably wanna hang onto.
[Ralph clenches and unclenches said fists. He's busted a lot of windows and doors for the team over the past year. It's getting easier.]
Hey. It'll be okay. I... maybe we can get you both out at the same time. I think there's people from his world here... and it seems like they're okay for him. Maybe they can help.
S'fine. An' I'm sorry about your pal. I know what that's like...
[They walk in solemn silence for a little ways, past shops and houses alike. He can't take the quiet though and suddenly holds his freakish meat hands up again.]
[Ralph doesn't bother holding his in--it's a weak laugh but it's there.]
Yeah, maybe...
[His frown quickly resurfaces.]
I'll think about it. Thanks again' for hearin' me out. If you're planning to stick around, I'll buy breakfast. Should probably do some good with what they pay me.
Sure. I'd be glad to get breakfast with you. And... if you want, if you get out of there, maybe the two of us could travel for a bit? We'd have to get a bigger tent, but it should be fine.
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[He's going to hang onto that compliment. But right now it's time to be mad at Team Rocket.]
Right? I'm worried that if I try they'll use him as leverage or something'. I might not be an expert at battling, but I've got a pair of level one hundred fists they probably wanna hang onto.
[Ralph clenches and unclenches said fists. He's busted a lot of windows and doors for the team over the past year. It's getting easier.]
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[Ralph drags a hand down his face.]
Still. It's good t'see ya again. I was worried you'd been deleted or something.
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[They walk in solemn silence for a little ways, past shops and houses alike. He can't take the quiet though and suddenly holds his freakish meat hands up again.]
Think they'll have trouble cuffin me?
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It might be a bit of a problem. They might have to put it around your pinkies.
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Yeah, maybe...
[His frown quickly resurfaces.]
I'll think about it. Thanks again' for hearin' me out. If you're planning to stick around, I'll buy breakfast. Should probably do some good with what they pay me.
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We'll see. Like I said, I could use a change of scenery, but one thing at a time...and hah! Who needs a tent? I haven't used a tent my whole life!
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[The Ampharos blinks and lets out a determined cry before bounding forward, the orb on the end of his tail glowing brightly.]
If we're lucky, we can grab the first pot of the day!
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[He follows along with Ralph, jogging slightly to keep up with his big strides.]
[Isamu tilts his head, and Micchy shrugs.]
If you really want, I bet they've got cereal. There's probably a kid's menu.
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Cereal? No, I meant coffee.
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[The Lucario shrugs. He likes what he likes, okay?]
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[Ralph looks back to Micchy's Pokemon and wonders if they have one of those connections he hears about so often.]
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