Mewtwo caught those rushed thoughts. The scientists would never hurt them unless they were bad. Looking over their self they weren’t sure what the Human was getting at unless they meant the marks from the experiments.
The Pokemon wasn’t sure if they could explain with words, they were never good with those. Focusing a bit harder they were able to send some vague images to the Human, they weren’t clear enough to make out where all of that was taking place or who was doing it however.
Blood samples being taken, new drugs being injected, IVs being given at least twice a day. In truth only the images of the IVs were meant to be sent but chalk that up to Mewtwo’s lack of control over their powers.
“How do I eat it without a needle?”
Rebecca gasped at the images, a hand on her head and her eyes wide.
“Little one…”
‘Oh god, they were experimented on… I thought the police had cracked down on Pokemon experimentation… What kind of sick, twisted-’
Rebecca silently took the Oran berry and pulled off a part of it, demonstrating how to eat it with the smaller part. She offered the rest to the little one, her head motioning for them to try it.
“Now you try. I just washed it so it’s clean.”
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