Ari returned to the living room, realizing that the beaten Gijinka sleeping on the sofa was no longer there. "I guess he escaped. I know I would.." she thinks to herself.
She opened the door to the cold night outside and took a glance around, finding only the red Gijinka, already up and alert, yet merely standing next to her door for some strange whim. "..what are you doing?" Ari asks, narrowing her eyes. She grasps the Pokeball containing her Flygon, ready for some kind of counterattack the young Gijinka was planning to do as she awaited his response. Maybe he was feigning the pain during the beating and the faint; she's seen it before.
She opened the door to the cold night outside and took a glance around, finding only the red Gijinka, already up and alert, yet merely standing next to her door for some strange whim. "..what are you doing?" Ari asks, narrowing her eyes. She grasps the Pokeball containing her Flygon, ready for some kind of counterattack the young Gijinka was planning to do as she awaited his response. Maybe he was feigning the pain during the beating and the faint; she's seen it before.