[Silver waits, watching Lyra for any sign that she might be peeking. When he's certain that she's not watching, he turns back to the Totodile. When he speaks, he does so quietly-- just in case Lyra wasn't properly covering her ears.]
Thank you, and-- I'm sorry. For everything. You deserve better. [There's more that he wants to say, but he doesn't dare. Not when there's someone else around.] Goodbye.
[He reaches out for the Pokéball of the Totodile on the far left. By the time he's recalled her, the other two are already gone.]
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Thank you, and-- I'm sorry. For everything. You deserve better. [There's more that he wants to say, but he doesn't dare. Not when there's someone else around.] Goodbye.
[He reaches out for the Pokéball of the Totodile on the far left. By the time he's recalled her, the other two are already gone.]