Seth tried to use his free arm not filled with a clinging, whining toxel to rummage through his own pockets to find something, a shrunk pokeball and felt relief until his thumb rubbed over it and he cursed quietly. It wasn't Razor's pokeball. No, Razor was in a duskball, this was a normal pokeball which meant it was... In a flash of red light it took everything in him to not sigh in vague dissapointment. "...Hi, Batsby." He said defeatedly at the energetic gligar fu...