[Ingo reaches out to delicately snag the berry with his claws. He's learned to do that much, but he can't really walk and hold objects well; he pops it into his mouth, chews and swallows before he replies.]
That's...certainly true. Perhaps we should try to prepare ourselves...if only we had a Pokeball to place me in!
[Though that's still not a perfect solution. It would leave Emmet largely alone. The fog didn't affect him in the same way, but that doesn't necessarily mean it can't.]
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That's...certainly true. Perhaps we should try to prepare ourselves...if only we had a Pokeball to place me in!
[Though that's still not a perfect solution. It would leave Emmet largely alone. The fog didn't affect him in the same way, but that doesn't necessarily mean it can't.]