“Just hold still. I’ll take you to the nearest Pokécenter where I’ll get a nurse to patch you up.”
Noland didn’t’ really address all of his questions as he scooped the tot into his arms letting out slight sigh as he began to carry him just south east of where they were. He gave the kid another hair ruffle as he took him over, not really smiling and not really showing much emotion.
“I can’t hold still, Noland; it huuurts!” Tynamo rubbed at his eyes, unnerved by the other’s lack of emotion, and the hair ruffle made him squirm. “I liked it better when you were smiling..” He murmured. “How far is the Pokemon Center? Will it take a long time to get there?”















