Oh. [Angel's skin flushed scarlet almost immediately. She took a step back, away from beneath the plant. Her gaze darted around, looking at anything that wasn't Walter. He was a sweet man with a darling Pokemon, but romantic affection was the furthest thing from her mind.]
Thank you for telling me. [Luckily for Walter, all of her nerves and distress were directed toward the plant, rather than at him. If anything, she was grateful toward him. At least he had the decency to explain it first, rather than to lay one on her.]
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Thank you for telling me. [Luckily for Walter, all of her nerves and distress were directed toward the plant, rather than at him. If anything, she was grateful toward him. At least he had the decency to explain it first, rather than to lay one on her.]