Well that explained a whole lot. Bulba visibly cringed a little at the thought with a quiet groan. He was quite aware of the fact that the concept of going too far for the Charizard only kicked in when the physical boundaries slammed in, and even then there was the chance that Char would try to keep going. Bulba was admittedly a little surprise that it had gone to that point, but he knew he probably shouldn't have been. It was no wonder the room had ended up like it did once Vinnie got on the scene.

The feel bads that Bulba was inevitably experiencing were greatly diminished by the fact that the fight didn't make sense by virtue of not being a fight at all. "That's really weird," Bulba blurted in evidence of his confusion. Marie hadn't hesitated (too much) to throw a punch at the guy with the type advantage. Sure, Char was in a totally different league from Bulba when it came to regular scuffles, but he should have done something more productive than a hiccup. Bulba didn't get it.

But he'd leave it at that. The only reason he really cared at this point was because of someone else. That someone wasn't there. There were far more important things to care about, and they were all sitting besides him in the hallway. Brothers outranked a lot of people and things, and Bulba had already been extra worried about him that week. This really hadn't been necesarry.

Bulba lingered close to Char, looking like he really wanted to offer him a hand up but he was biting his tongue. He didn't have a fleet of Pokemon Center Chanseys to back him up this time. But maybe he could actually do that much. It was just what happened when Char made it to his feet that had the potential to be a problem. Ugh, geez. Bulba got to his feet, holding his hand out towards the other. He was going to be highly persistent about this, in case you were unable to guess otherwise.