yuta looks down bashfully, not expecting at all to be praised by such a prominent spirit. it feels nice to be appreciated, after all.
“oh, m-my work? it, um... depends, really.”
“for the more, um, t-tame spirits, sometimes all they need is a proper funeral. to have a place to rest and know they’ve been cared for, and then they can peacefully cross over. i do whatever i can to make them comfortable.”
“u-usually, i go out of my way to find the more... aggressive spirits. th-the ones that become a danger to the living. o-of course, i always try to find a peaceful solution, but a lot of the time that isn’t an option... i know it can be painful for many spirits, b-but it’s my job as an exorcist to make sure they can cross over. at least then they don’t have to suffer anymore...”
yuta can’t help but glance towards their tent where their pokemon are probably still sleeping.
“m-my pokemon are a bit different. they’re not aggressive towards me - a-at least, not anymore in some cases - but each of them need something more specific to help them cross over, so i’m helping them find it, whatever they need.”
a soft, gentle smile flickers across yuta’s face for a moment before it’s replaced by a more nervous, constipated expression.