[The word hangs in the air, pointedly, and Heather's attention snaps back to Henry again. She just... looks at him for a moment, mouth still partially open.]
[Yeah.]
[That explains a lot.]
... It was a Cubone.
... Tell him not to move? Okay. Yeah, we're-- yeah. Okay.
There's a Rapidash with us, so look for the melted path.
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[Yeah.]
[That explains a lot.]
... It was a Cubone.
... Tell him not to move? Okay. Yeah, we're-- yeah. Okay.
There's a Rapidash with us, so look for the melted path.