[For Yusuke's part, he doesn't really mind the unseasonably snowy weather. Sure, it was a little annoying waking up and finding himself being crushed under the massive, hairy bodies of a bunch of Pokemon who decided that the best way to conserve warmth would be to pile on top of him, but given how hot and humid it's been recently, the cold weather is, in his humble opinion, more of a refreshing reprieve than it is an inconvenience.
Which is why he's only just settling down inside to get warmed up, having spent the past couple of hours having snowball fights with Shaun and letting his Pokemon run around. He's still looking a little flushed from the cold when the feed flickers on from his end. He's also looking amused as hell, because of all the things he expected to see when he turned his 'Gear on, this wasn't one of them.
He doesn't try to stop the Pokemon. Doesn't even say anything at all, actually. He just spends a moment or two appraising their handiwork, and then, with a shit-eating grin, gives them a thumbs-up.
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Which is why he's only just settling down inside to get warmed up, having spent the past couple of hours having snowball fights with Shaun and letting his Pokemon run around. He's still looking a little flushed from the cold when the feed flickers on from his end. He's also looking amused as hell, because of all the things he expected to see when he turned his 'Gear on, this wasn't one of them.
He doesn't try to stop the Pokemon. Doesn't even say anything at all, actually. He just spends a moment or two appraising their handiwork, and then, with a shit-eating grin, gives them a thumbs-up.
Yes. Good. Keep going.]