Wha-- oh, okay. Vinnie stared down at this Ivysaur that seemed to be trying to fuse with his chest, still confused. Awkwardly, he gave the younger Saur a pat on the back, but it was hard to be comforting when he wasn't sure exactly what he was trying to console.
Snow was a reoccurring theme in his dreams, along with Sprout Tower on the occasion - the fact that Bulba somehow knew this felt a bit too uncanny for the Venusaur to write it off completely as pure imagination. It didn't change the fact that he was clueless to what happened next, though.
"Wait, you have dreams about the Garden?"
No, that wasn't what you were supposed to take away from this, Vinnie.
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Snow was a reoccurring theme in his dreams, along with Sprout Tower on the occasion - the fact that Bulba somehow knew this felt a bit too uncanny for the Venusaur to write it off completely as pure imagination. It didn't change the fact that he was clueless to what happened next, though.
"Wait, you have dreams about the Garden?"
No, that wasn't what you were supposed to take away from this, Vinnie.