“R- res? W- wha? E- e- eh?” Seth slowly said to himself in Pokémon speech, with a noticeable slur towards the end. He toddled towards Ashton with short, unsteady steps. His eyes appeared to only be about half opened, while his arms started to droop along with his tail.
“I don’t know if I can make it like this... something tells me that this place is getting darker and darker already,” Seth thought, as he almost dropped his bag a split second later.
“I don’t know if I can make it like this... something tells me that this place is getting darker and darker already,” Seth thought, as he almost dropped his bag a split second later.