[Hiroshi was going to the library today. The earthquake had delayed his first real attempt to go outside the city in a while, so he figured he could at least try to put more research in... or that was the plan, until he noted a familiar face sitting at the steps. Oh. She was out today. Great. And it would be rude to ignore her.]
...Good afternoon, Miss Zarvora.
[He bows stiffly. Hey, is that a pokemon with him? An actual pokemon? Huh. Looks like an Axew.]
Later
...Good afternoon, Miss Zarvora.
[He bows stiffly. Hey, is that a pokemon with him? An actual pokemon? Huh. Looks like an Axew.]