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Silver made a couple of pooR life choices

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My father's the leader of Team Rocket. We haven't heard from him in years. My sister joined Team Rocket. There's nothing I can do for her anymore.

I'm here for my best friend. Maybe you could've helped if you were here years ago. We want to do what you just did right now. [To save someone's life despite all odds. To do what nothing else could.] But it's too late now. Gold doesn't even realize what he's doing is wrong. He won't listen to reason. I tried.

I'd rather stand with who I care about doing something I hate than stand alone and try to figure out what's wrong and right. That's all I'm good for. That's all I can do to help or protect them. If there was a time that I was ever as good as you're making me out to be, I don't remember it.

We have to get your sister away from it. And Gold... that guy's like you, too, he shouldn't be straying down the wrong path.

Let's start, Silver. Let's fight. Raise your fist with mine, we'll set things to the best conclusion.

[He stares at Hilda. He stares at her for a while. That answer sounds just like something she would say.

But he shakes his head- just once- before attempting to leave again.]

[She'll grab his wrist, so grabby! And pull him back.]

Then give me a smooch. Next time we meet, I'll be beating you until you're unconscious so that I can take out Team Rocket.

[Hilda this is not how you pick-up-line]

[...You want a what?

Oh please god no he doesn't need to deal with this right now-

This time he just tugs his hand away and takes off for real, but not before looking extremely confused and conflicted.

Hilda...]

[Hilda just laughs as he makes his escape, tipping her hat at Silver's Pokémon as they inevitably follow their trainer.

She'll make her mark on this world, for sure, Silver. It will be totally ridiculous and make for a terrible narrative, but it'll be distinctly Hilda.]

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