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[Feraligatr's not sure if she means right now or period. ...No matter which one it is, the answer is still confusing.

Of course, before he can really express concern with his face, Silver comes in.]

I'm fine. [And he's brought food.]

Good... did you feed Kyurem? I didn't check...

[Okay so she's still mostly in a state of confusion, she has a pretty bad concussion. It's evident in how sleepy her tone gets as she fades in and out of awareness.]

[Hilda, what are you talking ab...

...Oh.]

Don't worry about it. Just get some rest.

Man, you got in a fight...

...Wait, that was me, huh. Did I beat your butt good enough? You musta clocked me good, my head is killing me...

...Something like that. [But Hilda only punched him in the face. He's got bruises and injuries all over.

He'd put his jacket back on to cover it up, but there's a big red R on it and he can't take care of someone while making it so painfully obvious that he's a member of Team Rocket. If someone found them, they'd be in trouble. If he went out in it, he'd be in trouble and wouldn't be able to come back, and he refuses to leave Hilda alone like this, even if it means he'll get in even more trouble.

...As that thought stews, he takes his hung up jacket and carelessly tosses it into a corner of the shack, far out of sight and mind.]

[The images are floating in and out, and Hilda's trying to sort through them...]

I think I have brain damage. I keep thinking I saw you leading a Team. And that I can taste purple.

[...] What does purple taste like?

...Like grape soda, actually. But not as sugary. Because you know that grape soda doesn't actually taste like grape...

...You can't actually taste purple, Hilda. [Let's just. Set that straight.]

Yeah I know. I shouldn't be seeing sound either.

I should probably... go to a hospital...

The hospital we have is far away and I doubt you'd want to go there. I can't personally take you anywhere else.

I know you hate doctors, but man, I'm so messed up... if I pass out I don't think I'll wake up.

[She says it so casually...]

Then I can bring you, but I can't go in with you. [If she dies here, she'll still exist in her world.] You should be fine eventually as long as you don't move around.

[Her eyes roll back and she grimaces, the pain overtaking her for a minute.]

...Drag me outside, give The Dude enough room...

...What?

He'll fix me. Do it quick, I'm already starting to black out. Everything's spinning farther away.

[...He doesn't understand at all, but alright, fine. He's careful to support her head as he takes her outside.]

[The minute she feels the warmth of the sun, she reaches for one of the Ultra Balls stuffed deep in her pockets, weakly dropping it on the ground.

Arceus emerges, looking divine and celestial as ever. It needs no command, knowing what Hilda needed.

It lets out a soul-shaking roar, "rewinding" Hilda until it was mere moments before getting struck with debris. She gasps loudly and breathes quickly, grasping tightly onto Silver's shoulders as she came to her senses...]

[...And then she swings an awkwardly thrown punch at Silver's jaw.]

[Sorry was he supposed to react to the punch

he's a little busy staring at Arceus in sheer awe.]

You saw him, you saw me come back with The Dude, didn't you?? Look at me!

Why are you leading this Team? What the hell is wrong with you?

[...He frowns and focuses his attention back on Hilda.] I haven't seen you in a long time. I'm surprised I even remember you.

This is none of your business. Go home.

No way. The Dude asked me to come.

[Well, he mentioned there was a problem and she decided to say "fuck your inaction" and forced him to act.]

Team Rocket is going to do something terrible, and I came here to stop it.

So you came to play hero. I'm sure you're real proud of yourself.

[He'd clench his fists, but he has no fight in him. instead, he heads back inside to grab his things. If Hilda's better, there's no reason for him to be here.]

[She follows, hot on his heels, and recalls Arceus.]

I'm starting with you. What happened to you? You're so dull and tarnished, now.