[ He's listening, quiet and still, emotions swaying no which way but keeping calm. But he can thankful at least, that explaining has brought something else than an outburst.
Until then--what comes then.
His eyes twitch at the sudden sharp sound of the cough, and then it continues; his voice when he speaks ] What's wrong? [ is barely louder than the noise of it, nearly covered up. He steps closer without thought, which is when he spots the growing shadow.
Instinct makes him clip off the pokéball from his belt, that reminding him of something very specific. ] There's a ghost?!
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Until then--what comes then.
His eyes twitch at the sudden sharp sound of the cough, and then it continues; his voice when he speaks ] What's wrong? [ is barely louder than the noise of it, nearly covered up. He steps closer without thought, which is when he spots the growing shadow.
Instinct makes him clip off the pokéball from his belt, that reminding him of something very specific. ] There's a ghost?!