[Guzma had been heading to the temple proper pretty early, once he felt up for it. The thought of welcoming the dead back to life isn't exactly a great one, but her has to see who exactly left the world of the living to all of this, and he has a few fair guesses as to the few he'd know that would rather bite their tongue and die than to spill their guts. To be fair, he would be among them, if not for his stubbornness and the desire to remain here for his pokemon...and those he knows need him to remain.
He finds Luna, in a patch of flowers, and his heart leaps to his throat viciously, much of the color draining from his face. He's just about to rush over to her before he sees her Ribombee frolicking around her, exhaling slowly. No pokemon would dance on the corpse of its trainer - she's fine. ...Though now, he's going to be a little more rough with her than he had previously intended. Scowling, he creeps over as stealthily as possible, crouches down before her, and flicks her hard on the nose.]
Y'all picked the crummiest place to take a snooze, brat. [Timing, you little shit. You're lucky he didn't fling you into the mana pool.]
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He finds Luna, in a patch of flowers, and his heart leaps to his throat viciously, much of the color draining from his face. He's just about to rush over to her before he sees her Ribombee frolicking around her, exhaling slowly. No pokemon would dance on the corpse of its trainer - she's fine. ...Though now, he's going to be a little more rough with her than he had previously intended. Scowling, he creeps over as stealthily as possible, crouches down before her, and flicks her hard on the nose.]
Y'all picked the crummiest place to take a snooze, brat. [Timing, you little shit. You're lucky he didn't fling you into the mana pool.]