Although he never gave a straight answer to Lisia’s inquiry, there seems to be a valid response now: Gallade the Ralts is on her doorstep, his little arms filled with picked wildflowers and a small bag of chocolates.
”Shawa!” He announces his presence with a distinctive cry before dropping his cargo, arranging it pleasantly as he was instructed. The pièce de résistance comes in the form of a hastily-scrawled handwritten letter:
Ms. Lisia, Remember when you asked me to be your Valentine? I never gave you an answer. It was very rude of me, and I feel terrible about it. Please accept these gifts as my apology. Welcome to Hive City, too! Please stay safe. - Trainer Wally Sincerely,
With her having just arrived in the city recently, she hadn't been expecting to be showered in gifts and praise on Valentine's Day as she usually was at home and she'd been fine with it, as long as other people were getting the love that they deserved, why should it matter if anyone paid attention to her? She had Wallace, after all. But upon opening the door and seeing the Ralts at her doorstep, she just knew it could only be from one person.
She bends down, looking at the wildflowers it had brought to her and she moves to pick up the note. It's sweet and he didn't have to go through all of this trouble just for her, but since he did, she can only assume that he'll be her Valentine now. How cute. ❝ Aww, Wally is just the sweetest thing! ❞ he better expect a big hug the next time she sees him.
