"He wasn't going to hurt you," Bulba continued on as if Char hadn't said anything. He couldn't stop shaking, and his voice trembled because of it. "He came to get you. He picked you."

Not me.

Why was he so cold already? Maybe if.. maybe if he warmed up then maybe... Bulbasaur nudged under his arm, snuggling against him. If he just waited long enough... Yeah.

If he just waited for as long as it took. He'd come back.

"He'll come back. Then he can take you."

Not me.

He'd come back and everything would be okay.

He just had to wait.