@tempestaprince
He spends his day outside, keeping to himself. With Pikachu running about and catching all the signs and scents of the terrain possible, he finds he’s running out of options for entertainment. In the mountains, they were able to help Pokemon survive, with each and every day having some sort of task to accomplish. Here? It wasn’t so easy. It was as cold as it was in Kanto, but there weren’t any creatures who required his assistance, nor were there people. Most individuals kept to themselves, himself included, and he wasn’t sure how long he could take the absence of activities.
The sight of someone crossing catches his eyes and he notes that despite the chill of the air and lack of sun, they’re not wearing a coat, nor anything for better warmth. Which provokes his need to cater to someone else and ensure they’re living life to the fullest comfort possible.
Though it’s awkward, he shrugs his own jacket off and approaches them, offering it out. He could only hope he didn’t look like a complete weirdo.
“For the cold.”