[It's arguably worse that Rotom is closer to synthetic than any of the other Pokemon Gregory has encountered so far, which means he trusts it the least. And he's about ready to get his Teddiursa to attack (which he's discovered by now is a thing he can do, though the attacks are minimal and rather weak) when he hears the sound of an adult calling out to him.
Worse. It's worse now.
His jaw works silently for a moment as he shifts his grip on the tree bark, his fingers already becoming numb from the cold as he watches the woman tersely. He isn't about to step into view, nor does he make any attempts to come closer. If anything, his expression sours with visible distrust, especially when her hand is offered.]
I'm...f-fine.
[He mutters even though he's visibly shivering, prompting his Teddiursa partner to huddle closer.]
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Worse. It's worse now.
His jaw works silently for a moment as he shifts his grip on the tree bark, his fingers already becoming numb from the cold as he watches the woman tersely. He isn't about to step into view, nor does he make any attempts to come closer. If anything, his expression sours with visible distrust, especially when her hand is offered.]
I'm...f-fine.
[He mutters even though he's visibly shivering, prompting his Teddiursa partner to huddle closer.]