[He was totally here. Thanks to the weird shenanigans of That Weekend. He's also been... well. Brooding. Up in the stands, the whole time, only descending to the exit once it looks like Heather's on her way out.]
[He'll wait for her. Hunched up in his coat like a linebacker-sized creeper. ... Except his own Growlithe sort of ruins that image, rolling around at his feet.]
[Kid did good. He's proud of her, and once he actually gets her attention... he'll probably say so.]
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[He'll wait for her. Hunched up in his coat like a linebacker-sized creeper. ... Except his own Growlithe sort of ruins that image, rolling around at his feet.]
[Kid did good. He's proud of her, and once he actually gets her attention... he'll probably say so.]