[ There's a snore-snort from the bulbasaur, which earns a glance and a pat from Sophia, before she scoots forward on the wall and offers the mug to Waver. She doesn't say anything, but there's a tired expectation to her expression that brooks no arguments.

It isn't like she's feeling particularly hungry anyway. ]

It will be some time before things slow down. If you can't remember for yourself, then remember for your pokémon. [a small smile forms, sad but honest] They all did their best today.