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[Someone's sounding... a little groggy. ~~Probably concussed.~~ Let's just say there's a reason he's only going voice.]

Are you inside?

[Because that's all that really matters right now to mister one-track-mind.]

Who wouldn't be right now?

[The men in your life, Lust, that's who.]

[...Not going to answer that question.]

I was just making sure.

We made sure we got to the nearest Pokemon Center before the weather started. After the alert went out.

Are you still in Olivine?

Yeah. I'm at the Pokémon Center.

Good.

[There's a thud in the background as a Sharpedo collides with the roof.]

You aren't by the windows, are you?

[Stop worrying, good lord]

Not since Pokemon starting flying into them.

Good. One of them broke a window. It's boarded up, now...

[He's rambling. And he isn't even entirely aware of it.]

That's what I was afraid of.

Good god, the noise of it!

I didn't think it would be like this.

No. Not like this.

You made it there okay?

[He hasn't already ask that, has he?]

Yes, fine. We were here before the weather hit. We heeded the bulletin as soon as we heard.

And at least I have the good sense to stay inside.

[Unlike her equally sinful companion who's reacting like a child on their birthday out in the maelstrom.]

...Greed is outside?

And enjoying himself.

Mad man. I think the thrill of it excites him.

[But there's fondness as she says it. If he wants to play in end of times weather, she hardly cares.]

What an idiot.

[Filters? What filters?]

He's enjoying himself.

Even when the world may as well be ending, he still finds ways to enjoy himself.

He's enjoying himself until he gets cracked in the skull by a flying shark.

[So bitter right now. Soooo bitter.]

I assume he'll come inside when that happens.

Why do you care whether he's inside or out, anyway? I didn't think you liked him.

I don't. That doesn't mean I don't think he is a vain fool for running around in this. He is risking his life for no reason.

He's not risking his life, it's not as though it could actually kill him. All he's risking is personal bodily comfort.

How is it vain to be the sort of person for whom risk and thrill adds appreciation to life? He likes the storm so he's enjoying it, not despite the risk but because of the risk.

Enjoying risk is foolish. And yes, it could kill him, but as you were so careful to point out, I don't care.

[Scar what even right now]

You think it's foolish, Scar. What one person thinks isn't universal truth.

And no, it couldn't. Hasn't anyone mentioned that to you? Apparently nothing can actually kill anyone here. Wound and harm, yes, but not kill.

Why are you even bothering to argue that?

I'm not so gullible to believe that there is no real risk.