“Yeah, the Ponyta’s fine. I’m going to think on what name I should give her while we move. Can’t just keep calling her Ponyta. It’d be like if someone named me ‘Human’.” He replies, tucking his Park gear away and striaghtening.
“Come on. Lets get to the next zone. It’ll be a while, so who knows, maybe we’ll find another Pokémon. Or more of those guys.” He walks past her there, enjoying the sunlight and faint breeze of the plains. As bad as what had just occurred was, it wouldn’t be his first time having to deal with some bullying organisation. Then again, those other times was just taking out a grunt and then running like hell, so maybe this was a bit different.