Sitting before them were 5 potions. She sat back and stared at them with mixed feelings. She had made it almost exactly like she had all those years ago, though different poisons. Getting up she looked around for packaging safe to put in her bag. She packed each one in cloth and a styrofoam row before carefully placing it in her rearranging her bag to protect the potions.
Skyva hadn't talked that whole time, afraid that if she did they would break and she would put not only herself but Liam in danger as well. Once all was done and she felt it safe enough she turned to him. "And that, Sir Liam, is how I make potions that can kill pokemon." It was more like a confession than anything.
Sophie had made her way around town, got her something to eat, and sat by the water watching the waves lap at the docks. She had calmed down and decided staying in the ally way wasn't going to help anyone, especially herself. The food only calmed her stomach, but not her heart.
Inside her own backpack was a small treat in the shape of a mew. Sophie thought it as a peace TREAT-y. She sort of laughed at her own pun before her face going back to it's lack of emotion. She was mentally tired and looking down she wondered how lost she would feel if she fell into those waves that lapped near her, beckoning her to join them.