[Hank was actively trying to scare something out of the grass as they were walking by being loud. He's not sure how this works, but it seems like that's the way you're supposed to find Pokemon. Right? Fuck if he knows this shit. Wierd... send your children on walkabout to learn to cockfight society. Sure. Sounds like a good plan.]
[Unbidden, his mind has a moment where he considers that if Cole had survived he'd be of strange child walkabout cockfighting age, and he hates that his ruminating brain just did that to him.]
[But then there's this little furry thing, that's both cute and creepy, and just before he can really take in what it is, Connor's Magnemite squishes it. Not that it killed it, but the culmination of events cause him to hold his head for a second.] Well, looks like you got one.
Are we going to have to keep doing this? [Because that was not pleasant to watch.]
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[Unbidden, his mind has a moment where he considers that if Cole had survived he'd be of strange child walkabout cockfighting age, and he hates that his ruminating brain just did that to him.]
[But then there's this little furry thing, that's both cute and creepy, and just before he can really take in what it is, Connor's Magnemite squishes it. Not that it killed it, but the culmination of events cause him to hold his head for a second.] Well, looks like you got one.
Are we going to have to keep doing this? [Because that was not pleasant to watch.]