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[exeggutorhead]

"Hey, this is Envy. I'm busy or not around, so say whatever you want here and I might get back to you about it."

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[foolishwren]

<sub>[Godzilla is sitting up, but is no more active than Chimera is. He's not even anxiously pacing, which is a god damn miracle, but at the cost of a destroyed spirit. Because he's just sitting there with his snout pressed forlornly against the bars on the window.]

[He doesn't say anything at first.]

[But then...]</sub>

This is it, Chimera.

If my trainer is alive, she's going to kick me off the team.

And I'll have to live in the sewer.

<sub>[Who put these ideas in his head?]

[No one.]

[He came up with them himself and just decided that they were definitely, objectively true.]</sub>

[exeggutorhead]

[Chimera lifts his head from the floor to look up at Godzilla. But only his head. He's still too despondent himself to get up all the way.]

Nooo...that won't happen.

She wouldn't do that to you.

[foolishwren]

She'd have no CHOICE! I'm a disgrace! Not fit to be on any team.

_{[He whips his head around. His giant crocodile lips are quivering.]}

It's the sewer for me.

That's assuming that our trainers are even alive.

If they're not... we might be put on a chain gang.

I saw a movie about those.

They're awful.

[exeggutorhead]

My trainer has been in here plenty of times and she hasn't sent him to go live in the sewers.

[Chimera's face falls at the reminder that the two of them are possibly in terrible danger and now they can do even LESS to help.]

They have to be all right.

[foolishwren]

_{[This is true, but--]}

She doesn't send him out of a Pokeball to ride and fight other Pokemon with, either!

_{[But he trails off with a sad croon, turning back to STARE DRAMATICALLY out the bars.]}

I wonder if they're thinking of us right now.