"I'm not gonna lie, seeing a Swampert run, or jog, or whatever, is kinda hilarious," Vix snickered, coming in behind Shiron. She changed into her Scrafty form to jog alongside him, and whether it was her naturally fit disposition or the lack of proper lungs and muscles to exhaust, she was perfectly fine. "Still, I think you did pretty good big guy! Although, coming from someone who basically got her legs, like, a month or whatever ago, is that really saying much?"
The wax Scrafty floated onto the couch, crossing one leg over another and smiling about it. It was still so much fun to be able to do that... and a bit of a bummer that she might not be able to do it again when all this was over.
"...Geez, we really only got, like, one more fight, huh? Crazy to think this thing's almost over already," Vix hummed, leaning back.