[Blue tries to reassure Turing, but he knows once the ROM has spotted the wastebasket that the Meowth is out of the bag. Nervously, he tries to snatch it up and move it to the other side of the bed, but before he can do so he's dredging up another coughing fit.]
[A fresh glut of blood-red petals comes up with it into his hand, slime and all, which doesn't help calm anyone. Arcanine nervously whines at the side of the bed, Eevee who is on the bed starts whining too, and now the apartment is a cacophony of anxiety!]
[...At least there was one calm-minded individual in the room; Alakazam sighs to himself as Turing immediately panics upon seeing Blue, who in turn panics because Turing is panicking, which in turn sets off all the other Pokémon into an anxious tizzy...] Ala, alakazam, [He raises his voice and tersely addresses everyone in the room, pointing to Blue with a spoon in particular before addressing the other Pokémon.] Kazam. Zam, Alakazam.
...He agrees with you, [Blue pouts like a scolded child, and settles himself back against his pillows to sulk.] That I should be resting, I mean. W-whatever....
...You're not sick too, right? My Pokémon have been taking care of me, but 's been pretty rough. As you can see... [He wipes his hand off onto another tissue and tosses it into the wastebin.] I don't really know what's going on.
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[Blue tries to reassure Turing, but he knows once the ROM has spotted the wastebasket that the Meowth is out of the bag. Nervously, he tries to snatch it up and move it to the other side of the bed, but before he can do so he's dredging up another coughing fit.]
[A fresh glut of blood-red petals comes up with it into his hand, slime and all, which doesn't help calm anyone. Arcanine nervously whines at the side of the bed, Eevee who is on the bed starts whining too, and now the apartment is a cacophony of anxiety!]
[...At least there was one calm-minded individual in the room; Alakazam sighs to himself as Turing immediately panics upon seeing Blue, who in turn panics because Turing is panicking, which in turn sets off all the other Pokémon into an anxious tizzy...] Ala, alakazam, [He raises his voice and tersely addresses everyone in the room, pointing to Blue with a spoon in particular before addressing the other Pokémon.] Kazam. Zam, Alakazam.
...He agrees with you, [Blue pouts like a scolded child, and settles himself back against his pillows to sulk.] That I should be resting, I mean. W-whatever....
...You're not sick too, right? My Pokémon have been taking care of me, but 's been pretty rough. As you can see... [He wipes his hand off onto another tissue and tosses it into the wastebin.] I don't really know what's going on.