He just throws some of the foam on his neck at it, he opens one of his eyes
". . ."
" s sorry..."
He hops down and looks at him...
he felt scared
He walked over to the pokeball that was on the ground, picked it up, and walked back to him...then held it out to him
he took it
"w well...t thanks"
He nods and begins to turn around...why did he seem so tempting to touch?
"hey...w why did you help..."
He looked back and tilted his head...maybe he was thinking, "What do you mean"
"w why did you pick it up...i could have caught you"
