... [He tugs on his scarf. It's a blue one that he received from Ken last Christmas. He thinks about how he's been friends with him for almost a year, now... sometimes it feels like they'd be friends forever. Other times, the thought that either of them would be taken away from Johto hovers over his head like a dark cloud.
He thinks, also, about the people he knew and had lost, over time--people from Johto and people from home. Where are they now? What are they doing? How are they feeling?]
Who would you talk to, Clover? [He doesn't move from his spot, staying a step away from her and not raising his voice so much.] If you could talk to anybody, who will you choose?
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He thinks, also, about the people he knew and had lost, over time--people from Johto and people from home. Where are they now? What are they doing? How are they feeling?]
Who would you talk to, Clover? [He doesn't move from his spot, staying a step away from her and not raising his voice so much.] If you could talk to anybody, who will you choose?