Erika kept her expression light, preventing the small frown that threatened to form from shaping. It wasn't Red's fault anymore than it was Vinnie's fault. An unjust part of her still pegged Sasha for a great deal of it, but deep down she knew she really couldn't blame her anymore than she could blame Raikov or Volgin. ... The disappointment ran fairly evenly between all of them. Trained pokemon were a reflection of their trainers, so ultimately the responsibility would fall to Red's shoulders. It was a concept she knew might be hard for Vinnie to swallow, but she knew it was something that Red knew.

She simply nodded. "He'll be just fine. I'll do what I can. If that's it... I should probably return you, lest I worry someone."