[Vinnie gave a weak, empathetic smirk, but still his heart wasn't in it. Was he mad at Dana? No, he wasn't... but all the same, he didn't feel happy. The sound of her laugh, however small, should've brought some warmth to him, but it didn't.

She wasn't the only one who just had a reality check served on a platter of asskicking, after all. The Venusaur could still feel the groans of his bruised ribs every time he breathed.]

Yeah...

[Breathe. Groan. Ache.]

...I'm glad you're feelin' better.