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[learnstrength]

"Yeah, I'm back on my feet. I think."

Silver talks quietly into the phone, the voice on the other line muffled against his cheek. His body felt....well, not better, but less annoying. The tingling in his fingertips remained, and the persistent nerve pains were still leaving him winded, but he had gotten tired of laying about.

His Pokemon looked concerned, still fussing over him, but they had yet to reveal anything to him about it. Honchkrow was still skittish to him, which was frustrating - but considering their adventure, it was to be expected.

"I'm going to the park today, if you want to meet up. But - I'll be back to battling soon."

[learnstrength]

He's feverish, his body hurts still - he mostly wants to lay in bed and pull the blankets over his head, but the buzzing between his ears makes his head hurt like it's going to explode.

His Pokemon fuss. He feels Meganium's head press against his cheek as he tries to rest, her body shifting in an exhale.

(He has gotten condolence flowers, because his neighbors have seen him throw the mirrors out of his house and made assumptions. When they end up eaten by his team, he doesn't complain.)