I am about halfway done with the drink. It was cold, and tasted like a bunch of fruits. Perfect. This was all that I could need. It made my leg feel better, and tasted gooooood... I hear something approach as I sip on this tangy drink, and my spot of hiding is revealed. That same girl that I stole the drink from. She says something in the human language, which I did understand, and I did feel a little bad about taking the drink, but when I heard she wanted it back, I held it farther away and hissed. I see her come closer and she has her arms out, and I glare at her. She swipes for the drink and I hug it and curl into a ball to defend it, and I continue drinking from a tube inside of the drink until it was all gone. I grab my head, as a very bad pain settles in, and I hiss and growl as my eyes squeeze shut. My trainer got this a few times when he was eating a Castelia Cone. Hmph. The pain eventually stops and I continue glaring at the girl even though I had nothing left to defend other than my 'rare colored skin' as my trainer called it. I spit a weak, and pitiful amount of acid onto her finger tip and it bubbles before evaporating.