[ Luna's just delighted to be on the ground, and she nods happily at Mickey, taking his hand into her own still trembly hands in a sheer, soft expression of gratitude. ]
Thank you for...f-for helping me get down. [ there's more, but she's swept up suddenly, and finds herself struggling uncomfortably in his arms. Eurgh, is there any comfortable part of this guy's body? No. The answer is no--
...
SHE SQUIRMS HELPLESSLY!!! DID HE JUST SAY THE OVEN??? EXCUSE??? ]
H-hey, wait! Put-- [ she huffs out some air, trying to reach a pokeball, but they're kind of far away. ] Stop- stop!! Guzma!
HOLY SHIT
Thank you for...f-for helping me get down. [ there's more, but she's swept up suddenly, and finds herself struggling uncomfortably in his arms. Eurgh, is there any comfortable part of this guy's body? No. The answer is no--
...
SHE SQUIRMS HELPLESSLY!!! DID HE JUST SAY THE OVEN??? EXCUSE??? ]
H-hey, wait! Put-- [ she huffs out some air, trying to reach a pokeball, but they're kind of far away. ] Stop- stop!! Guzma!
[ THIS IS THE WORST RESCUE ON RECORD ]