>>50543288“That didn’t answer ‘why’, though.” You responded. “We talked about this.”
“I… We,” You emphasized, wanting her to know your resources were hers, “we have more than enough money to pay for food.”
“We’ve been grocery shopping together. You’ve seen me use my card and, you know, paper money.”
“All you have to do is ask.”
“I mean, you know that, and, uh…”
>You scratched the back of your head, wondering where to go with this.“I don’t… God damn, I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you.”
>”I’ve never been caught.” She reassured you. “None of my family have.”“Well…”
>Technically, you caught her.>Not exactly what she meant, though.“There’s a first time for everything.”
>”I won’t-“>You cut her off, speaking over her.>You weren’t finished.“Remember the documentary? On Zoroark?”
>”Yes, and?”“They had special cameras. They could see through illusions, remember?”
>”Stores don’t.”“I don’t… think you know that. The point is, they exist.”
>She shrugged.>”Even if they did, they couldn’t catch me.”“Maybe not, but, I-“
>You cut yourself off, remembering what she told you after visiting her den.“You told me a lucario spotted you.” You said in a huff.
“Just, right down the block. Saw right through you. Pure accident, but he knew.”
“What about a pokémon with a good sense of smell?”
“Or if you trip over a fairy-type?”
>She chuckled at that one.>”It wouldn’t know what it bumped into.”“That’s not the point!”
>You didn’t mean to raise your voice, but you did.>This was a more serious situation that she cared to admit.“All it takes is one.”
“Just… Someone to put the puzzle together.”
“Have enough pieces to know it was a zoroark.”
“And where do you think they’ll come?”
>”They?” She questioned. “Who’s they?”“Police.”
>”And why would they come here?”“Because they know one lives here!” You stated, loud and firm.
“You’re in the database.”
>Zoroark squinted her eyes, unsure what to make of that.>”A what now?” 