[That makes the words die out in Wrath's throat. For a moment, the kid just STARES up at Ralph, glassy-eyed, chest still puffing in and out.]
... You... have?
[He... he had honestly not expected that. The thought of someone else covering for him NEVER occurred to him. Homunculi never did that for each other, not even when they were all on the same side.]
[He'd assumed that Team Rocket would be the same.]
[You had to look out for your own skin.]
[But... Ralph and Micchy...]
You did that? For me?
[He's too out of breath to get choked up, but the relief is spelled out plainly on his face. The tension drains out of his entire body and he sags a little in Ralph's grasp, looking like he'd just been given the best news of his entire life.]
no subject
... You... have?
[He... he had honestly not expected that. The thought of someone else covering for him NEVER occurred to him. Homunculi never did that for each other, not even when they were all on the same side.]
[He'd assumed that Team Rocket would be the same.]
[You had to look out for your own skin.]
[But... Ralph and Micchy...]
You did that? For me?
[He's too out of breath to get choked up, but the relief is spelled out plainly on his face. The tension drains out of his entire body and he sags a little in Ralph's grasp, looking like he'd just been given the best news of his entire life.]
[They'd been turning in Pokemon for him.]
[He wouldn't get in trouble.]
[EVERYTHING IS OKAY AND NOTHING HURTS.]