The small Pokemon didn’t notice the sound. But they did stare with a blank expression as the juice dripped.
‘Irritants? So I shouldn’t pick them then?’
That was confusing. All Mewtwo wanted to do was help. Does that mean she shouldn’t be picking them either?
“It’s only a problem if you squeeze them.”

Rebecca flicked her hand off to the side to get rid of the juice, mentally noting the sizzle it made when it came in contact with the grass.
“Now you know for next time, sweetie.”
