tsuntrader | sloooowwwpooookkkkeeee [written/action]

[Silver is Silver is Silver. Upon finally waking up, he immediately tries to pull himself up... And it's a bad idea. His head spins. Despite the fact that he's awake, he's still very weak, and trying to act like he's not gave him a big reminder of that. He rethinks his actions and slowly pulls himself up into a seated position.

So where is he? What time is it? How long has he been out? ...Where's his journal? That's the most important thing right now, he has to-

There it is.]

[His handwriting is downright awful, but it's legible, especially since he's slow enough about it. And he only has one thing to say.]

Is it over yet? None of you died, right?

[The you is directed at the people he knows, but he is far too drained to make that distinction or ask much else. ...Might be a good idea to let him know just how late to the party he is.

Or visit him. There's always the visiting option, although that option might not be pretty; as long as it's been, it still doesn't change the fact that he more or less looks like he's about to die, like he won't open his eyes if he closes them again. He barely even has the energy to hold himself upright.

But company would be nice, especially since he's... Not exactly going anywhere. He has his Pokémon, of course, they're all but hovering over him because he's okay and he's finally awake (jeez guys, calm down,) and he even has Chandelure in his arms (because he needs to be reassured that everything's alright and that he Did Good,) but it would be reassuring to see that everyone's, you know. Okay.

And absolutely not the other way around, because he's totally just tired.

Yep.]

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Didn't realize I was gonna be bedridden. [He's considerably more awake now. Still looks like if he closed his eyes he'd never open them again, but. Baby steps.]

Yeah, well, it was easy to tell you're not feeling well. So I brought you these.

[Lance steps into the room and places a bag next to Silver. He had stopped at the store earlier and picked up some food. He needed some supplies for stepping out of town and picked some stuff up for Silver as well. Upon inspection, Silver would find an assortment of junk foods. From a couple cans of soda, to a bag of potato chips and so on. He even picked up a cupcake from the bakery. Lance remembers being a teenager, after all.]

[...Lance?

You are his favorite person right now. Despite the exhaustion, Silver still visibly lights up at the food.

Of course, he'll have to share with his Pokémon, but that's okay. (Cupcake's mine though, guys.) He preemptively tosses a bag of potato chips at Feraligatr- salty and dry things are his thing.

Once he's done briefly looking through it, he looks up at Lance and smiles, genuinely and brightly. He lowers his head a little as some informal bow as his way of saying thank you.]

Thanks. [Of course, he can also say it too.]

[Silver's smile is mirrored by Lance's own. He's just glad to brighten the kid's day. He reaches out to ruffle Silver's hair.]

You're welcome. Just take care of yourself and get better. I'll check in when I come back.

[With that, Lance heads for the door.]

[Okay- wait a minute.] Where are you headed?

[Lance pauses in the doorway and glances over his shoulder.]

To the mountains.

[...Oh.]

Okay. [Nod. Makes sense to him.]

[Lance nods back and raises his hand in a departing wave before disappearing around the corner. Later Silver.]

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