𝙍𝙚𝙚𝙨𝙚 - 𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘺 𝘗𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯

"Hey, hey hey! I came to wake you up, not to make you sleep again!?" [Buuuuut, well, since she's trapped there, might as well take the opportunity to cuddle the Trainer, radiating a bit of warmth, much less hot than when she was a Legendary at the very least]

( a moment of silence , before she reaches for something under her bed . . . ) here . just if there's a /real/ emergency . as in , fighting . ( it's a Dynamax band ! ) you can contact me /directly/ with it , and make me go bit and shit . only if you're in real danger .

good ! you're an adult too , you don't need my help with this . you can fistfight a /Legendary/ , Reese . you're insane , in a good way . you can vent to me if you want to , we can talk , but i'm not going out to help . not today . i do wish you luck .

Reese . . . my limit is very high , but i just can't with this right now . like , actually . some shit always happens every week , and i just . . . i don't care right now , okay ? they're all grown , they can deal with whatever happened on their own .

"You all don't ask before you go into mine. Plus, they weren't closed when I came in. They shut after I took a nap and you have bad doors." Hers was the place Arboliva walked into on a whim while tired. Wander enough and it gets you places. "I was gonna leave earlier, I can't."

Carefully, he’d take the saucer into his hands before laying it on the counter next to the sink. He had an apron tied tightly around his waist and a sleek white shirt on. His muscle mass was a bit smaller compared to before, but it was still enough to slightly stretch his—

"Your home? I just walked in because I was tired. You guys do it to me all the time." It's just how he saw things. Plenty of human trainers would just turn up where he'd found a perfectly good spot to stay and camp there for the night, it must've been okay. It's fair.

If he was freaked out, he didn't show it. Fully clothed aside from shoes at the foot of the bed, a peaceful Arboliva nodded and held up a peace offering. "Y'want an olive?"

“Two hours then…plenty of time to wake up fully.” Turning to give her another smile, he’d head towards the door in order for exit her room. “I’ve already prepared breakfast downstairs, so feel free to come down whenever you’re ready. I’ll finish waking up the others.”

"Early, probably." He shouldn't have gotten in here, but the Arboliva wasn't pretty casual about being on her bed, hands behind his head. "Hi, by the way. I don't know how to leave."

"Time for me to sing that it's mornin'!! Hellooooo!" [Don't mind her, just gonna sneak her way into lying next to her]

As she begins drinking from the cup, he gently places the saucer on a nearby cabinet before moving towards her curtains and slowly opening them to allow sunlight further into the room. “I’m surprised. Considering your line of work, I would’ve assumed you’d be up at the crack—

“Around seven in the morning, Miss Reese.” He has a cup of coffee on a small saucer in his hand. “Good morning.”