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[she barely has time to spare the little lizard an exasperated smile before the big bad Guzma returns and starts spouting his brand of fury. Lucina's eyes wince, drawing her captive arm to her chest and cupping her free hand over Salandit's head as she gets up.]

E-easy! If you too angry, you're going to wind up teleporting him back to his trainer, aren't you? Then how will he properly apologize and make amends?

[Guzma's scowling with fury, but she has a point, and so after darting his glare between her and Salandit, he lets out an exasperated groan, turning away from them both.]

...Fine. I guess you got a point...

[The words sound forced out as he scrubs his hands through his hair with a bit more force than what's truly necessary. Meanwhile, the Pokémon in her arms seems keen to just snuggle up to her, clearly not worried in the slightest bit! Not when he has Lucina fighting this battle for him.]

[Lucina stifles a smile by pursing her lips together, somewhat endeared by his effort to cool off. that's unintentionally sweet of him! but...bringing it up might just make him more annoyed, so she'll keep it safely to herself.

now, as for this troublemaker... she lifts her hand a bit to lightly tap his snoot.]

Now, I know you didn't mean to scare me, just as you're not the one who actually flung that pot. But that doesn't mean you're in the clear! So you're going to have to do some work to help me catch up; I'm behind schedule on that stew.

[she moves over to the table, considering the bags of ingredients she bought.]

Maybe you'll get put on carrot-chopping duty...how're those little claws of yours?

[Guzma's staying over there brooding as he lets Lucina handle the Salandit. He really has no idea that him opting to cool off, instead of throwing a tantrum, is in anyway sweet, but if she let him know it would indeed irritate him.

But only because he'd feel awkward and embarrassed by his accidental sweetness.

The tap surprises the little guy, the small peep that escapes him emphasizes that. As she talks, he's keeping his eyes on her, looking a little nervous, but as she continues, he seems to settle a bit more. With the approach to the table, he finally breaks his stare from her, to the table, then to the ingredients.

Releasing her arm, he hops from her to the table, sitting there for a moment as he contemplates her question, and his newly assigned duty...before rising to stand like a little person, with his gremlin fingers spread to showcase his small, yet very sharp claws.]

Sah-sah-sah!!

[At this point, Guzma's glancing over at them, looking less pissed off than he was moments ago. Especially with how he's looking at Lucina! One could argue there's a bit of affection behind his eyes, even!

Look, the man loves Pokémon, and seeing her handle herself like this with the Salandit, well...it does something. In his doki place.]

[with a giggle in her voice:] Oh, perfect! I think I'll put you on all the cutting detail, then. Let's get this all set up now...

[she gets a cutting board out and some bowls, setting all that out before preparing the array of veggies she bought.]

Chop these ones and put them here, [she instructs, going over each one at a time.] and those ones here, and those there... And make sure they're pretty even! So they all cook through the same. I think making this meal taste good will be a good atonement.

[she gives the little Pokemon a firm, resolute nod before setting him loose on the task, stepping away and wiping her hands off with a little sigh. her gaze drifts over and she winds up doing a bit of a double-take when she catches glimpse of Guzma and the look on his face, her own going pink with self-consciousness.]

Is your...oh! [she blinks, remembering the ice she'd rolled up for him. picking it up off the counter, she moves over, holding it out.] Here. So your nose doesn't swell up like a balloon. [her mouth twitches.] Does it still hurt?

[The lizard listens, his head following each point of instruction, bouncing from one to the other to the next, but once she finished explaining, he gives her his own nod! Along with a trill of delight as he sets himself up to work on the task he's been given, almost seeming excited to do it!

However, when Lucina catches Guzma's gaze and subsequently her face flushes, Guzma's eyebrows raise a little. She's quick to get him that ice, and he turns to face her more fully when she offers it. Taking it, he holds it to his nose with a slight hiss.]

Not as bad as before, still stings a li'l though. But you're right, don't need my nose to get any bigger, huh?

[A little self-deprecating joke never hurt no one!]

But more seriously...y'know, you're real good with Pokémon. It's a shame you ain't from my world.

[Well, that's not the only reason it's a shame, but still.]

[her brow pinches with empathy at the pained sound, and she has to actively fold her hands behind her to keep from reaching up to fuss at his face on impulse. she shakes her head a little at the dig, not very enthused by the notion of his nose being all warped out of shape; she likes it as-is!

but more seriously, he says. her head tilts, eyebrows lifting. at the remark, she blinks, then shies away with a smile, shaking her head as she turns around and heads back to go get some water in that pot.]

I don't know if I'd be half as decent at it if I were. I bet I'd take much of that place for granted, if it was all I knew.

But then again... [she turns the faucet off, shrugging as she moves the pot over to the stove.] Maybe I'd have a better idea of how to properly attend to Pokemon, instead of just winging it all the time as I do.

[maybe then Pinsir would like her!!!! instead of being..................................Pinsir.]

[Lucina really shouldn't worry about Pinsir. He's...he's just himself, and that's all there is to be said about that.

Her reaction is a sweet one, and Guzma can't help but smile at it, even if his poor nose throbs a bit under the pressure.]

You don't really strike me as someone who takes shit for granted. You've never done that with me.

[He shrugs.]

You do better wingin' it than a lot of trainers who've lived their whole lives around Pokémon. I think you're a natural.

[He glances to Salandit, who is happily attending to his slicing chores with a glow of pride. A glow of pride that Guzma hasn't even seen in response to Tupp's own interactions with his Pokémon...]

[it's obvious that the remark pleases her by the way she smiles, even if she's naturally moved to obscure it and look away. can't look too far away when having to pay attention to the stove, though! so there it is, small though it may be.]

I'm glad you think so. I'd be a real pain if I wasn't, right? [she knows she can be a pain in a lot of ways as it is; no need to add to the list.] But speaking of Pokemon...

[she glances over her shoulder to the chopping table, calling to the lizard.] How're we looking over there? I hope all that'll be ready once this water's boiling!

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