Hark knew well, knew very well how some people, some animals tended to become protective, even overprotective of the people that cared for them because of injuries, of near death experiences. He’d seen it happen so many times, he knew how to recognize the signs and what to make of them.
That was why he only smiled when he saw realization dawn on Rebecca’s face, chuckled at the nudge, returning it with the same gentleness, and lightly laughed at the reaction to the electricity.
Dumb Dragon-Electric types? Hark did not believe a word of that.
But he had bigger worries, namely the Wrumple that was now trying to get his attention, seemingly jealous.
Zeke let out a huff that sounded suspiciously like a laugh before melting under horn scratches and plopping his head on Rebecca’s lap.
“Lazy dragon. The funny part is that he’d get offended if I called him cute.”
Zeke let out a grunt and Rebecca softly laughed, a bright grin on her face, gently scratching under the giant Legendary’s chin.
“That’s right, you’re the cutest of Legendary Pokemon. One of the strongest, even if you’re too busy napping and asking for berries.”
The champion laughed happily when Zeke’s expression could only be interpreted as a stubborn pout. She yelped again when he gave her another zap and she joined in the pouting.
Then she looked over at Hark, grinning at his new plight.
“Baby Pokemon tend to be very whiny and want your attention a lot. You’ll be able to feed ‘em when they’re like this though.”
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