>>15572726"Talonflame. Fly."
As much as you want to say something, ask him for his identity, his name at the very least, or at least try to convince him that battling isn't all about smoggity shit, you don't say a thing.
You keep shut.
You keep quiet because there's no reason for you to talk shit if you don't have the legs to walk it. How in the fuck can you work it, if you can't even twerk it?
"Want my advice, kid?
Go home."
He hops onto his bird, and takes off into the skies.
You recall Froakie and sit there in the sand for a few minute as the waves hit the beach.
>'...Did she...drown?...' 