[Machi, incredibly, neither jumps nor reacts in any oother visible way to any of this. He stands completely still, holding the Sandshrew's Pokeball in one hand as though... well, as though he didn't see a thing.
The Chatot, meanwhile, glances off the Sandshrew's shell, flapping its wings violently to regain control of its flight. The red beam of the Pokeball hits it just as it veers back around, perhaps intending for another attempt.
And for a second, it looks as though it won't obey.
Then, still staring baleful daggers at the small, pale boy who betrayed it, the little parrot dissolves into red light and disappears into Fordola's ball.
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The Chatot, meanwhile, glances off the Sandshrew's shell, flapping its wings violently to regain control of its flight. The red beam of the Pokeball hits it just as it veers back around, perhaps intending for another attempt.
And for a second, it looks as though it won't obey.
Then, still staring baleful daggers at the small, pale boy who betrayed it, the little parrot dissolves into red light and disappears into Fordola's ball.
Machi offers her a small, fleeting smile.]
A pleasure.