Slippy rarely spoke to Marie. Heck, Slippy wasn't even sure if Marie liked him at all.

They were still roommates and so when Slippy found out that Marie had been rushed to the Pokecenter, he became worried and decided to pay his acquaintance a visit.

He slowly approached Marie's bed, a get-well present in his arms. It was a tin filled with berries. Slippy didn't know what type Marie liked the most so he had gotten various kinds.

"Hey."