And now there are baby Pokémon cuddling in Feliks's lap, and it is really just too adorable to exist. Smiling contentedly, Feliks runs a hand down Huzar's back.
"I'm not really the worrying type, much."
Like anyone would mistake him for it, after the whole city seeing him fight.
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"I'm not really the worrying type, much."
Like anyone would mistake him for it, after the whole city seeing him fight.