"Oh okay, I guess I kinda get that and kinda don't. I guess I couldn't have left if it wasn't for mom letting me." Gold stops himself from saying anything more on the subject, firmly closing his mouth. He doesn't feel like dwelling on that anymore.
"Meh, Elm probably wouldn't even remember me. I'll just ignore him or pretend I don't know him if he shows up, so you do that too," Gold says petulantly. "Who's Guzma? Actually I don't care, I'm just thinking out loud too so you can ignore that."
Gold nods to the talk about dads, but something about the way Elio talks has him feeling kind of defensive over his dad.
"I like my dad, okay? He's not like yours, I do like thinking about him, even if it's hard, and I miss him. So don't think I hate him or anything," he says with an annoyed edge to his voice. "Just thought you should know that!"
He goes back to smiling like it was nothing when they talk about cooking though.
"Yeah, you should! I probably can't teach you since I think I got some weird cooking habits. I dunno what's normal until people stare at me like I said something weird. So get somebody else to teach you!"
"That's not really what I meant but whatever," Gold says, staring flatly at Elio. The blushing and stammering is weird, and Gold doesn't understand what's up, but it looks like Elio's embarrassed, so Gold keeps any comments to himself and pretends it's not happening.
"Orange Archipelago? Never heard of it," Gold says. "Umbar, what about you?"
"Me neither," a tinny, smooth male voice comes from the Pokeballs on Gold's waist. Gold shows no reaction and offers no explanation to that. He hasn't forgotten Elio's never heard Umbar talk in human language before, he just thinks it's fun to spring Umbar on people unexpectedly. (Umbar thinks it's fun too.)
"Huh, I guess Orange Archipelago doesn't exist in our world then," Gold says casually.
Gold holds on to Elio tightly at first, tensed up, but quickly forgets his fear and watches the scenery go by in awe. He's never ridden a Pokemon this fast before.
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"Meh, Elm probably wouldn't even remember me. I'll just ignore him or pretend I don't know him if he shows up, so you do that too," Gold says petulantly. "Who's Guzma? Actually I don't care, I'm just thinking out loud too so you can ignore that."
Gold nods to the talk about dads, but something about the way Elio talks has him feeling kind of defensive over his dad.
"I like my dad, okay? He's not like yours, I do like thinking about him, even if it's hard, and I miss him. So don't think I hate him or anything," he says with an annoyed edge to his voice. "Just thought you should know that!"
He goes back to smiling like it was nothing when they talk about cooking though.
"Yeah, you should! I probably can't teach you since I think I got some weird cooking habits. I dunno what's normal until people stare at me like I said something weird. So get somebody else to teach you!"
"That's not really what I meant but whatever," Gold says, staring flatly at Elio. The blushing and stammering is weird, and Gold doesn't understand what's up, but it looks like Elio's embarrassed, so Gold keeps any comments to himself and pretends it's not happening.
"Orange Archipelago? Never heard of it," Gold says. "Umbar, what about you?"
"Me neither," a tinny, smooth male voice comes from the Pokeballs on Gold's waist. Gold shows no reaction and offers no explanation to that. He hasn't forgotten Elio's never heard Umbar talk in human language before, he just thinks it's fun to spring Umbar on people unexpectedly. (Umbar thinks it's fun too.)
"Huh, I guess Orange Archipelago doesn't exist in our world then," Gold says casually.
Gold holds on to Elio tightly at first, tensed up, but quickly forgets his fear and watches the scenery go by in awe. He's never ridden a Pokemon this fast before.