[Most mornings in the rocky areas around Umbra Cave are fairly peaceful; there's not much in the area that would be naturally inclined to cause many disturbances, you see. However, there would be no particular need to mention this morning if it were exactly like most mornings, now, would there
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[Maxie's tone is sharp, though it's in direct contrast to his actions once Mitch lets go of him; he turns back to Camerupt, though he isn't issuing further orders. He has a few berries on him, though they're useless as anything but treats - while this has always been Marge's specialty, not his, he's seen enough of what she does with them to know at least that much; he offers one of them to Camerupt, who takes it from his hand, albeit very grudgingly - clearly, he's not very impressed with the fact that his trainer is being obstinate to the point of stupidity.
As soon as Camerupt has taken the berry, however, Maxie kneels down again, lowering himself to one knee and pressing his hand against the creature's side; the gesture is admittedly for support, but there's also the issue of balance - the lack of depth perception makes the act of kneeling a bit...interesting, and he isn't quite used to it y-
...his hand tenses against Camerupt's side, and he kills that thought before it completes itself - he's not going to get used to it, because there will be no need to get used to it. And he isn't going to bother thinking things like that, because that's resigning himself to it; he isn't about to give up, because giving up has never been something he does, and he isn't about to start now. He's been through entirely too much overall for giving up to even be an option.]
There are a few individuals that need to be destroyed first.
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[[Mitch is yelling before he even realises what he's saying, hands balled tightly into fists as he scours the desolate landscape for useful plants. As he turns back to face his leader, he sees him leaning against his pokemon, and with a cry of 'Sir!' he's at his side, supporting him.]]
Please...if you fight like this, you're playin' right into their hands! Let me look after you and rest for a while! You're going to do your pokemon an injury and worsen the one you've already got!
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There are so many reactions he could give here; for a moment it crosses his mind to shove Mitch away. Ultimately, he doesn't.]
It could never heal...
[He can feel himself shaking again; there's hints of a laugh behind his words, cold and bitter.]
Do you really think I haven't considered that?
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[[Gingerly, and not without hesitation, Mitch gently places his hand on the uninjured side of Maxie's face, in an attempt to turn his gaze properly towards him. The flinch his initial touch received has saddened him somewhat.]]
But it will. I know it will.
You've just gotta give it time to.
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And then he shifts slightly, pressing into that touch - hesitantly at first, though it isn't long before he adjusts and does so again, more firmly this time. Though he would normally take such gestures as a continued display of pity, this is...nice; it's comforting, somehow, and he finds that he wants to encourage it instead of pushing it away, even if doing so makes him feel weak as hell.]
You don't have to look after me, you know.
[...granted, that may be forming some very odd contrast with the fact that he's clearly enjoying Mitch's touch, but. Technicalities, really.]
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O'cos I have to sir, it's my job!
[[That, and healing his injuries will help with Mitch's guilt over the fact that he obtained them at all. But he buries that notion for now; there will be plenty of time to chastise himself when his boss is taken care of.]]
Let's go find somewhere safe for you to lie down, ok?
[[Mitch is well aware of how proud a man his leader is, and as such he doesn't question whether or not he's able to stand and walk, but an arm is offered to him anyway.
Just in case he needs it.]]
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...it gives him a moment to recall Camerupt, however, and to get his bearings, because like hell if he's just going to cling to Mitch the whole time. Just. Give him a moment, all right.]
I assume you've been searching for a while.
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[[He will indeed give him that moment, but as soon as it's over Mitch will be right there by his side, just in case he requires more support.]]
I see you've been trainin' pretty hard. You must be exhausted! I'll find you some food once we get back to the cave.
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I don't need anything; I've caught a few things while I was out here.
[Walking isn't too bad, or at least not as bad as it could be; he's all right for now, but the uneven ground is going to prove...interesting, he's sure. For now, however, he's fine.
...well. For a given value of "fine", anyway. Most would probably look at him and assume "mildly intoxicated," but...]
You can relax, you know.
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I...right, sorry sir. I just...
[[...dammit, how does he vocalise this without making Maxie's injury sound horrific? That won't exactly go down well, and he'd rather his boss stayed calm rather than angry.]]
...I didn't expect ya to be hurt, that's all. M'sorry I wasn't there to help.
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I'm not looking for an apology from you - that isn't necessary, Mitch.
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...but...I...failed you...
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[There's a distinct hard edge behind the word, and it's mirrored in his gaze; he may not be able to see out of both eyes, but it doesn't make the reaction any less expressive, and the look he gives Mitch is a pointed one - not angry, but very sharp.]
What are you talking about? I never said I was holding you accountable for this.
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But...I shoulda been there to protect you...
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[[...while the words seem heartening, Mitch is having a hard time processing them.]]
...boss, please, ya don't...if I've screwed up, please tell me!
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