[Rindo watches as the small creature stumbles out of the pod at last, and he doesn't like what he sees. Gladion can't even stand, and it's hard to tell whether that's due to his feet being roots or sheer exhaustion. The trembling seems to indicate the latter, as does his tail, reaching for sustenance below in a motion that reads as… instinctive to Rindo.
It's easy to draw conclusions from here. Should he really just come out with it right away, though? He knows he wouldn't have taken it well if the first words out of Swallow's mouth upon his awakening had been about feeding, however justified it may have been.
But Gladion looks weak—alarmingly so. Even though he had somehow been on the move in pod form, surely he couldn't have fed like that, right? Which would mean he's way overdue. And in this state, there's no way he makes it to the patch on his own, let alone manages to go through the necessary preparations.
…
So, Rindo has to do it, then. He'd hoped he would not have to go back to that wretched place again so soon. He can at least take meager comfort in the fact that this is just about the most direct way to replay Gladion for his help. Still, he's not going to just… pick him up and go. He's pretty sure Gladion would hate that.
Rindo sighs. He forces calm into his voice when he finally speaks.]
You've been stuck inside that pod for a whole month. ["I was worried," he doesn't say. A short pause, then:] Are you… hungry? If you are, I can prepare the patch for you.
[His hand isn't going anywhere, not as long as Gladion doesn't let go.]
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Date: 2023-07-06 12:29 am (UTC)It's easy to draw conclusions from here. Should he really just come out with it right away, though? He knows he wouldn't have taken it well if the first words out of Swallow's mouth upon his awakening had been about feeding, however justified it may have been.
But Gladion looks weak—alarmingly so. Even though he had somehow been on the move in pod form, surely he couldn't have fed like that, right? Which would mean he's way overdue. And in this state, there's no way he makes it to the patch on his own, let alone manages to go through the necessary preparations.
…
So, Rindo has to do it, then. He'd hoped he would not have to go back to that wretched place again so soon. He can at least take meager comfort in the fact that this is just about the most direct way to replay Gladion for his help. Still, he's not going to just… pick him up and go. He's pretty sure Gladion would hate that.
Rindo sighs. He forces calm into his voice when he finally speaks.]
You've been stuck inside that pod for a whole month. ["I was worried," he doesn't say. A short pause, then:] Are you… hungry? If you are, I can prepare the patch for you.
[His hand isn't going anywhere, not as long as Gladion doesn't let go.]