( part of him is expecting a voice. really, it’s been hard to tell just what is or isn’t inhabited. while he’s never taken to a career of thievery or burglary, he can’t help but want to look for answers.

red’s voice steers his attention away from the various furniture. he’s about to make some sort of canned apology or comment when his eyes drop down to the pokemon —

a look of excitement crosses his previously deadpan features and he enthusiastically points directly at the charizard. )

You’re a sight for sore eyes. Is your directionally challenged trainer here —

( but then he realizes it isn’t The Charizard he knows and it makes a great deal of sense that it could potentially belong to this guy who is staring at him like he’s a common criminal. )

Or not. ( he clears his throat and claps his hand against the back of his neck. ) Sorry for intruding. But I’m glad I did.