[ he lets wallace's encouraging words to his pokémon fall on his ears as white noise, making sure his expression is in his usual steadfast smile when he returns to the main room. he moves to the edge of the pool where metagross and jaques are resting, hopping on his pokémon's back to offer the milotic a pat on the neck before directing the steel-type's movement towards wallace and pierre.
he watches wallace silently, and finds himself wondering how any human could ever be so beautiful.
...but that's to be put behind him. he intends for this to be a farewell, but somehow wallace doesn't seem to share the sentiment. ]
As ready as we can be. Right? [ he looks down at metagross, who replies with a metallic grunt that is most likely a "yes". ]
except the glass breaks and everything hurts
he watches wallace silently, and finds himself wondering how any human could ever be so beautiful.
...but that's to be put behind him. he intends for this to be a farewell, but somehow wallace doesn't seem to share the sentiment. ]
As ready as we can be. Right? [ he looks down at metagross, who replies with a metallic grunt that is most likely a "yes". ]