"Sunny Day huh..." It sounds like something that would control the weather, which in turn makes him think of, well...
...Hmm. He focuses on combing his odd mitt-hand and thumb through the mane instead, coming away with a few strands and nodding. "Thanks Emmet," he says with some relief for the plan, before moving to tie it to a bush nearby.
"I'd make the same guess about Ground moves, but I honestly haven't figured out any of those still..." Which is...Depressing, if he thinks about it. More than usual, actually, the fog is practically weighing down on him.
"Okay, this part's done." A look to where Ingo is digging, before he adds- "I guess I should try that too..."
He should be good at this! Why can't be be good at this-!
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...Hmm. He focuses on combing his odd mitt-hand and thumb through the mane instead, coming away with a few strands and nodding. "Thanks Emmet," he says with some relief for the plan, before moving to tie it to a bush nearby.
"I'd make the same guess about Ground moves, but I honestly haven't figured out any of those still..." Which is...Depressing, if he thinks about it. More than usual, actually, the fog is practically weighing down on him.
"Okay, this part's done." A look to where Ingo is digging, before he adds- "I guess I should try that too..."
He should be good at this! Why can't be be good at this-!