[He nearly spits it, annoyed and a little tense now that he's become aware this isn't a dream and very real. What the heck happened to him? Where is this place? What about his other three pokemon - are they safe? Are they alive? He was sort of hoping to get some information from this gathering of misfits, or at least a distraction from his thoughts, but no.
Where Pyrrha sits politely and rather daintily, Guzma is the worst goddamn manspreader on Mu. Thankfully no one else is sharing the bleached driftwood log he's sitting on, arms hanging off his knees. He could easily make without the log and squat, but no one's shoved him off the log yet, so.]
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[He nearly spits it, annoyed and a little tense now that he's become aware this isn't a dream and very real. What the heck happened to him? Where is this place? What about his other three pokemon - are they safe? Are they alive? He was sort of hoping to get some information from this gathering of misfits, or at least a distraction from his thoughts, but no.
Where Pyrrha sits politely and rather daintily, Guzma is the worst goddamn manspreader on Mu. Thankfully no one else is sharing the bleached driftwood log he's sitting on, arms hanging off his knees. He could easily make without the log and squat, but no one's shoved him off the log yet, so.]