Seemed like his legs were starting to respond to his brain again. And so, one foot in front of the other, steps were being taken. Out the door. To Erika. She'd know what just happened - she knew everything. She could help him. Bolstered by this thought, Vinnie was steadied himself so that he could walk without using Bulba as a crutch.

But wait. The Venusaur hesitated, glancing back at the two stubs lying on the ground. It felt strange to just... leave his leaves. They were simultaneously fascinating and gruesome and sad to see. (That used to be part of him. That was part of his body, once. They were his.)

"Um. Should we show her the... uhh."