Rhys reacted with confused shock. The confusion stemmed from the student's complacency, the shock self-explanatory.
"Oh! Please, sit down! Anywhere is fine; I'll be right back with an antidote of some kind! Just... whatever you do, don't faint, please!" The fretful healer slowly backed away as he projected those hasty commands and then did as he promised: he hurried off to search for a solution to Blake's poisoning. Then, he returned with a type of spray bottle that might look familiar. He didn't even know Blake was a Pokemon yet; he just sort of grabbed anything out of his stock of items that were good for healing poison. Whatever worked!
By now, he was less frantic about it, but he didn't ask any questions before he started administering the antidote. "Now hold still!" HOPE YOU LIKE BEING SPRAYED.
This tag almost had a tragic typo: HOPE YOU LIKE BEING SPAYED
"Oh! Please, sit down! Anywhere is fine; I'll be right back with an antidote of some kind! Just... whatever you do, don't faint, please!" The fretful healer slowly backed away as he projected those hasty commands and then did as he promised: he hurried off to search for a solution to Blake's poisoning. Then, he returned with a type of spray bottle that might look familiar. He didn't even know Blake was a Pokemon yet; he just sort of grabbed anything out of his stock of items that were good for healing poison. Whatever worked!
By now, he was less frantic about it, but he didn't ask any questions before he started administering the antidote. "Now hold still!" HOPE YOU LIKE BEING SPRAYED.