[How? No one knows. Sasha tried asking once, but everybody is just as confused as she is.
If Sasha didn't have a stomach of steel, that flip and swirl view would surely turn it over. At least being here long enough has given Sasha the ability to recognize that this face isn't Mikasa.]
Mr. Sneasel, please give that Pokegear back to my friend. I would really like to talk to her.
[She sure hopes it's a mister and not a miss as she tries plying to it's more polite nature. If it even exists.]
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If Sasha didn't have a stomach of steel, that flip and swirl view would surely turn it over. At least being here long enough has given Sasha the ability to recognize that this face isn't Mikasa.]
Mr. Sneasel, please give that Pokegear back to my friend. I would really like to talk to her.
[She sure hopes it's a mister and not a miss as she tries plying to it's more polite nature. If it even exists.]