[For Alakazam in particular, it was hard to miss it- the apartments were practically festering in negative emotions and thoughts dredged up by the illness that's spread across it, borne not viraly, but internally. But he knows his trainer's avoidance all too well; Blue wasn't the type who was going to look his problems in the eye unless he absolutely had to.]

[In that sense, he was thankful the other human had arrived. Finally, someone could drag some sense out of his trainer.]

[The Pokémon sits in his spot by the door, spinning his spoons idly as Raihan settles in to chat with Blue. The bottle is taken with a skeptical loft of a brow, although he has to admit the cool touch of it is already pleasant...] What's this...? Smells like Berry Juice. [He gives a small whiff before tucking it against his pillow for later. Maybe he'll sneak a splash of liquor into it.] Why, you asking me out on a date? [He responds snidely, voice tinged with exhaustion. Anyone could see they were both in rough shape, but Blue is deflecting, at least a little.] Sorry, dragon boy, but you gotta at least impress me in a battle 'fore I put out.

[Way easier to be flippant than admit anything he's been thinking about, lately.] I think this place sucks. What, came to rub it in?