[ Don't be mad? Don't leave? What did she thinks he was - who did she think he was? He knows she should be lost without him (she wouldn't) and that he was the strongest of her Pokémon (debatable) and that he had already resolved to be with her through everything (he never promised that). The young Pokémon turned man's lips are a little cold as he pressed them against her again, trying to get a feel for how one even uses lips. He didn't have them as a Glaceon, and these big puffy flesh things on his face are almost unsettling, even if they were sort of soft and nice on her own.
But...
He wraps his arms loosely around her, and he tilts his head, causing the long hair hoodie thing to shift again. And he exhales a small little cold chill, before, ]
I'm sorry I look like this now, then.
[ Because that admission means she had fallen for him as a Pokémon, and might have preferred their first encounter to be like that. And yet, here he was as a human. Perhaps it's not a concern she would even think of, but he wanted to be nice to her, because, after all,
no subject
But...
He wraps his arms loosely around her, and he tilts his head, causing the long hair hoodie thing to shift again. And he exhales a small little cold chill, before, ]
I'm sorry I look like this now, then.
[ Because that admission means she had fallen for him as a Pokémon, and might have preferred their first encounter to be like that. And yet, here he was as a human. Perhaps it's not a concern she would even think of, but he wanted to be nice to her, because, after all,
He was attracted to her too. ]