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[familyproblem]

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[makesascene]

Doggy thingy and I are bffs now. [He says this brightly, undeterred by actual logic being presented to him.]

Also, we could teach your pokemon to ride a skateboard, Glads. That would be epic, we both know it. Skate or die for cool dog thingy.

[familyproblem]

[Its eyes flick up to Leo's face, staring intently. (Its beak continues to nibble away.)

Gladion opens his mouth to counter that, and finds that he's not really sure how to. Which means he doesn't have a reason.

Hm.

He closes his mouth.]

...Alright.

[makesascene]

[The lack of an actual argument is weird, Leo has to peek at Gladion to gauge what his expression is.]

We'll find you a helmet and everything, we can like decorate it with sick stickers if you want? Same for the board if we can't get one with a cool design initially.

[He's very gently patting Silvally's neck, trying to not upset the ever mysterious dog thingy.]

[familyproblem]

[His expression is "clearly trying to look Confident and Unbothered while thinking pretty hard about something"! He's even looking awt Silvally to avoid eye contact, for gods' sake.

(Silvally is profoundly unbothered.)]

Alright, [he repeats unthinkingly, though to his credit there's sort of a note of intrigue in here that makes it sound less like "whatever you say" and a little more like "okay, i'm with you so far". And, with a different note of gentle warning:] Don't get too invested in this ahead of time.

[makesascene]

Why? I mean, we can def find you a board, Glads. [Leo does not understand the hesitation, much less a warning.] I mean, I got a board for my twin. I can get you one easy. Just gonna take a little bartering.

I got my connections, my dearest Gladion. Trust in me.

[familyproblem]

[He shrugs! It's out of his hands now; continuing to press it feels like it'll just generate more misunderstandings to wade through. In the meantime, there's Weird Shit here to interrogate.]

Bartering. You don't just...buy one? [That wasn't even what he was questioning but now he's questioning this!!]

[makesascene]

I mean, I could. [He says this easily, accepting being gnawed on fate by Cool Dog.

Good luck following his line of logic.] But, where is the fun in that? If I'm gonna get something like a skateboard, it's gotta be worth it.