[Moon would have some idea about how to handle that whole...venom situation. And thinking of that makes him wistful about another thing or two about her, and wondering if there's really nobody from home he'd rather tell about what's happened to him here than some girl he's met fewer than ten times. Genius hero or not.

Oh well.]

I want to think... [Hm. He's not sure how to come at what he's thinking - as something he hopes, or something he's planning out, or something he wants advice on? Gladion crosses his arms and watches the tiger for another second or two, rethinking. And then giving up on that specific train of thought, vague as it was. He shakes his head. Instead: something a few steps to the right.]

Silvally was the second Pokemon I ever trained. First was a Porygon. Lycanroc is all I have to compare them against firsthand, but I'm under the impression that both of them were a little different from the "average" [literally one-handed airquotes this] experience.

[this is going somewhere]