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AJ scoffs, making her way in that direction through a path involving as many chairs to hold on to or walls to lean against as she can.]
Come on now, Sugarcube. I know you're shaped like a ball but you still need to be in a ball for that machine to work.
[The happy little pokemon gives the Nurse Joy one last chirp before using her shoulder as a springboard back into her trainer's hands.]
Sorry about that, ma'am. [She nods her head respectfully.]
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She'll be alright. Just some passing leg trouble.
[That's more or less true, she figures. The nurse takes one last dubious look, but acquiesces with a sigh.]
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She makes a conscious effort not to hold on to any objects as she walks back, and while she has to move slowly, she only had to steady herself against the wall once.
Getting better. Baby steps.]
I reckon if I have to keep chasing this little gal down, I'm going to get real good at moving on two legs.
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Then hurries over to AJ's side.]
Don't rush it. It's just a matter of getting back in practice. You were fine last time we were here, so we already know you can do this.
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That was five years ago, Twilight, and I wasn't exactly a fast learner back then neither.
[Her bounsweet looks up at her, giving those same concerned chirps as when she first saw her trainer stumbling down the street. It prompts a gentle sigh from the blonde, giving her a stroke on top of her leafy head.]
It ain't your fault, little one, don't you fret.
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[She pauses a moment, then slaps her own forehead.]
I did not mean to phrase it that way.