Wetleap looked at you.
”Goodnight.”
(There’s an old video of a pastor saying that pokemon are the devil. And how the children can’t go to heaven if they play it lol.)
Sparrowpelt was running around trying to heal everyone. He ran over to you and began putting cobwebs on your wounds.
”Are you okay? Is there anything except these wounds?”
“Well... I don’t know if I can help you... I wish I could but... I think it’s just who you are. Hey, at least you haven’t actually murdered anyone, unlike my sister.”