[ he makes a mental note to promise to help Turing fix things, but his train of thought and search for the wayward Poké Ball is interrupted by the sound of a familiar voice. ]
Blue! Good timing! [ he winces at another crash, this time thanks to Duraludon's tail hitting the wall. ] Is it yours?
[ because it certainly isn't his, and if it doesn't belong to either of them... well, that's an entirely new problem. at the very least, two Trainers should be able to subdue it. ]
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Blue! Good timing! [ he winces at another crash, this time thanks to Duraludon's tail hitting the wall. ] Is it yours?
[ because it certainly isn't his, and if it doesn't belong to either of them... well, that's an entirely new problem. at the very least, two Trainers should be able to subdue it. ]