<sub>[When he comes bursting into the Pokemon Center, Heather is slouched in one of the lobby seats with her face in her hands. In the seat next to her, a tiny golden Riolu is sitting with his legs straight out, tiny paws clenched into fists at his sides, ears pinned back, and snout pointed straight down. Tears are dripping off of his pointed black nose. Henry's being tended to by the nurses and they hadn't particularly wanted a crying Pokemon to be in there distracting them, so they'd politely but firmly asked Heather to wait outside.]

[At the sound of Envy's voice, Heather lifts her head to look at him. Her eyes are perfectly dry, but tired as hell.]</sub>

There you are-- he's-- the doctors are looking at him.

He got knocked around pretty bad. I think he might have a concussion.

_{[And he'd definitely gotten some teeth chipped.]}