He opened his mouth then closed it. That funny flip-flop feeling he'd felt when Lugia destroyed the box of hot chocolate, those odd pangs of emotion that assaulted him whenever the subject of his betrayal was brought up; they all seemed to intensify and merge together into an iron weight that sat heavy in the pit of his stomach.

Like watching a train wreak, Ho-oh couldn't look away as Lugia kissed some complete stranger.. with more passion then Ho-oh had been able to convenience the other he was worthy of. Even as he tried to reason with himself that Lugia only did it to show him what it felt like, it was hard to shake those miserable feelings.

The rain made it impossible to tell if he was crying. He certainly looked upset enough to be.

"I have never been all that smart..." He muttered pathetically. The colour seemed to have drained out of him, giving his hair and skin an almost gray appearance. "But it does not take a genius to realize you are being a scum bag right now."