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Sora noted that she had a fair point with regards to her appetite. He did sort of just assume that she would be hungry and expect her to eat. The eyes that watched him from the small-ish form seemed to be pleading, even though she hadn't even began to explain her plight. It was a sadness that he rarely seen from a Pokémon, even Buizel, who still had a scar from days past. Which wasn't to say that Pokémon didn't know sadness, it was just that this was a different type. It was something else that Sora could only describe as...human.

Sme smells funny.

Sora was caught off guard by this , "Smeargle..." Sme does...

He hadn't noticed her moving closer and sniffing the Vulpix, and so was unsure how to react, a frame of mind that seemed to be getting more and more common around this newcomer. Suddenly what was said reached Sora, "What what do you mean 'Like this'? No time like the present if you're gonna be explaining something."

In other words: Spit it out. "You speak? Shock..." Sora said sarcastically, to the Cubone that had decided to say his piece, who responded with a 'Tch...' and an eye roll. Sora returned his attention to the Vulpix, ready to hear what she had to say...