[N's eyes narrow when he sees the Pokémon. It's got far too many ill omens. The behavior, the body, and the voice...
N carefully approaches, speaking quietly to it. And when it's clear that N can hear its voice, the Pokémon hisses and twangs speech at him. It takes time, and conversation swiftly had, but over the course of a tense ten minutes, N has closed the distance and has his hands on Genie's head, rubbing it sadly and shedding tears for it.]
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. You deserved none of it.
[He keeps whispering that, no matter if Genie was growling or whining.]
no subject
N carefully approaches, speaking quietly to it. And when it's clear that N can hear its voice, the Pokémon hisses and twangs speech at him. It takes time, and conversation swiftly had, but over the course of a tense ten minutes, N has closed the distance and has his hands on Genie's head, rubbing it sadly and shedding tears for it.]
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. You deserved none of it.
[He keeps whispering that, no matter if Genie was growling or whining.]