[It does not in fact "sound good". You could not pick a more obviously "I am saying something to say something" thing to say.
Which is fully understandable.
Taking the rear seat gives Gladion a clear view of each of those little fidgets. It's...it's funny, because this doesn't feel like a trip out to the patch. Because he's never been accompanied out to the patch, and two months later still hasn't ever planned out anything like this.
(Even when he—the time or two that he's imagined something to do with Rindo's shared designation, it stopped short at talking about it. The good-bad end where feeding was like that for him too, and the bad-good end where it wasn't.)
It's unreal in way similar to how the first trip out there was unreal. Maybe that's appropriate.]
...I don't expect to run into the twins. Emmet's a gargoyle, and Ingo went into town. Maybe later, if it takes a while. [Now he's just automatically running through the notes in his head. Things to tell visitors, emergency version.] But in case we do—they're both a little eccentric. Emmet doesn't have much of a verbal filter, and Ingo usually sounds like he's yelling. They both always mean well, though. They're the most straightforward people you'll ever meet.
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Which is fully understandable.
Taking the rear seat gives Gladion a clear view of each of those little fidgets. It's...it's funny, because this doesn't feel like a trip out to the patch. Because he's never been accompanied out to the patch, and two months later still hasn't ever planned out anything like this.
(Even when he—the time or two that he's imagined something to do with Rindo's shared designation, it stopped short at talking about it. The good-bad end where feeding was like that for him too, and the bad-good end where it wasn't.)
It's unreal in way similar to how the first trip out there was unreal. Maybe that's appropriate.]
...I don't expect to run into the twins. Emmet's a gargoyle, and Ingo went into town. Maybe later, if it takes a while. [Now he's just automatically running through the notes in his head. Things to tell visitors, emergency version.] But in case we do—they're both a little eccentric. Emmet doesn't have much of a verbal filter, and Ingo usually sounds like he's yelling. They both always mean well, though. They're the most straightforward people you'll ever meet.