𝙍𝙚𝙚𝙨𝙚 - 𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘺 𝘗𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯

“The bed?” Again, his head cocked to the side, a clear sign of his confusion. Even with memories lost, he still acts the same in certain ways— “It was very comfortable. I wasn’t able to rest perfectly well throughout the night. Once again, I thank you for allowing me to—

"So when they lock, they get that weird thing on them?" He pointed to a doorknob. He had no clue what a doorknob was at all. He was also still offering an olive. "If you're a trainer, you've done it to some pokemon, some pokemon go to your places and sleep too, circle of life."

He hadn’t fully noticed the way she looked at him, or the way her eyes seemed a little bit moist. He was too focused on her generosity. “I…had quite the rough start with humans. There was a time I was wary of them. My memory is a bit of a blank after that…but, I’m glad to see—

[ He seemed to be leering outside of the window. The hot breath he stinky it's spelling from his mouth seem to fog up the glass in front of him. With his right hand twitching fingers curly and uncurling as he continues to attempt to suppress.]

As she explained to him, he would nod along, doing his best to retain all the information she presented him with. “I see.” After looking the map over a few more times, he’d lift his gaze towards Reese before smiling. “Incredible, Miss Reese. You would even go as far as to—

“Sure thing. Just give me one moment. . .” He went to quickly wash out the tea cup in the sink before drying his hands off in the most unconventional way possible. He started heating his hands up till steam was exuding off his palms. Once finished, he’d pour a small stream—