[Rindo's leafy ears perk up. Gladion's voice may be quiet, but it's still easy to hear in the silence. It's not like he was absorbed in the book or anything. On the contrary, with Gladion's extraordinary story still settling in his mind, he could hardly focus on the words he was trying to read.
He looks up from the pages, taking in Gladion's human appearance once again. Now that the initial shock has passed, it's… bittersweet. He could almost pretend he's back home, hanging out with a sick friend. But of course it's not like that—it's nothing like that. There's the mildest comfort to be taken in the fact that Gladion's condition has improved enough for him to talk, at least.
The actual words, though… they ring true in general, but…]
Even so. It's not something just anyone could do. You think I could?
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He looks up from the pages, taking in Gladion's human appearance once again. Now that the initial shock has passed, it's… bittersweet. He could almost pretend he's back home, hanging out with a sick friend. But of course it's not like that—it's nothing like that. There's the mildest comfort to be taken in the fact that Gladion's condition has improved enough for him to talk, at least.
The actual words, though… they ring true in general, but…]
Even so. It's not something just anyone could do. You think I could?
[Because he does not see it.]