[Blake is under a tree in the park, watching Emily's Gallade do some kind of fight practice dance. It was strangely relaxing to watch, like a karate lava lamp.
Ishimaru looks good. Like himself again. Even yells some, like himself, and that puts a shadow of a smile on Blake's face.
He didn't have any way to know just how home he was striking. For once, Blake thinks before speaking.]
I don't know if I can believe that.
[He's not looking at the phone. His eyes are on the Gallade, where it turns and brings its legs up in a smooth arc.
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Ishimaru looks good. Like himself again. Even yells some, like himself, and that puts a shadow of a smile on Blake's face.
He didn't have any way to know just how home he was striking. For once, Blake thinks before speaking.]
I don't know if I can believe that.
[He's not looking at the phone. His eyes are on the Gallade, where it turns and brings its legs up in a smooth arc.
The least this kid deserves is honesty.]
I'd like to, though.