[Right heaves a huge sigh of relief once Brad is asleep.] Thank Gods...Michiru really owes me for this. [He gingerly sets Brad down on the ground in the shade...and then buries the Bidoof up to his neck in sand, as a precaution.

He then turns back to his own Pokemon.] Thanks for your help, Osoi.

[The Slowpoke nods before heading back to gnawing on some Poffins left out on top of Right's beach blanket.]