[ He doesn't want to accept it - and maybe long ago, the boy who started off on his journey so impulsive and hasty wouldn't. That boy isn't all gone, not that far away in his history to be gone, and still wanting to ignore the impossibilities and realities for the chances that things could be different, that he could squeeze his way into a place he doesn't belong and get his own way.
Because when he sees Saori face, when he remembers how much of a brave face Ash before tried to keep up in front of him, Silver's own way of seeming the same as always, he doesn't want to care about the impossible. And does he even care about that now, where he does and doesn't belong? But it's for them, or for Saori, right then, that he pushes back that kid with a deep breath of his own, and nods his head with his mouth shut tight of any more complaints.
And then he fidgets a step forward, hesitant, but then quickly casts aside that uncertainty and hugs his arms around her and brings his body against hers. Pikachu, keeping silent through his trainer's words, takes the chance to do the same, now giving a sorrowful piiii as he clutches against her neck. ]
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Because when he sees Saori face, when he remembers how much of a brave face Ash before tried to keep up in front of him, Silver's own way of seeming the same as always, he doesn't want to care about the impossible. And does he even care about that now, where he does and doesn't belong? But it's for them, or for Saori, right then, that he pushes back that kid with a deep breath of his own, and nods his head with his mouth shut tight of any more complaints.
And then he fidgets a step forward, hesitant, but then quickly casts aside that uncertainty and hugs his arms around her and brings his body against hers. Pikachu, keeping silent through his trainer's words, takes the chance to do the same, now giving a sorrowful piiii as he clutches against her neck. ]
Fight. Don't let anyone stop you.