Jude glanced from the departing Sol to Blizzard and his Pokemon. Even if it was over, he couldn't calculate the medical bills. Much less could he quite guess what some of the Snagems had just been through. "So, uh," he said, brushing the brush's needles out of his clothes and fur. His normal playfulness was gone from his eyes.

But it'd be back.

"I...think I see what I've gotten myself into."