Yamik– ...Eh?! [Distracted by his unsuccessful search, Yamaguchi cuts off with a start when he hears Daichi call out to him. Yamaguchi turns quickly toward the other boy and his Gible, defaulting automatically to stammering an apology .]
Sorry! I'm Yamaguchi Tadashi. I'm not…exactly lost, no? Have you seen–
[Without warning he stops again, eyes going wide as they catch on something going on behind Daichi's back.]
Y…Yamikaa!!
[As if in answer, there's a loud chorus of cawing and flapping overhead, in the direction that Daichi just came from: it seems that his personal murder of crows has finally arrived.]
Yamikaa! There you are! [One of the Murkrows—an energetic male with white-streaked feathers in its tail—splits off from the flock upon hearing Yamaguchi's yell, cawing delightedly and flapping down in a whirlwind of feathers into his waiting hands. So that's where his pesky pokémon ran off to.] Finally…aughh, what'd you take off for, Yamikaa!? Where were you…?
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Sorry! I'm Yamaguchi Tadashi. I'm not…exactly lost, no? Have you seen–
[Without warning he stops again, eyes going wide as they catch on something going on behind Daichi's back.]
Y…Yamikaa!!
[As if in answer, there's a loud chorus of cawing and flapping overhead, in the direction that Daichi just came from: it seems that his personal murder of crows has finally arrived.]
Yamikaa! There you are! [One of the Murkrows—an energetic male with white-streaked feathers in its tail—splits off from the flock upon hearing Yamaguchi's yell, cawing delightedly and flapping down in a whirlwind of feathers into his waiting hands. So that's where his pesky pokémon ran off to.] Finally…aughh, what'd you take off for, Yamikaa!? Where were you…?