Prince's ears bounced thoughtfully. He turned in place to look at the spot where the fight had taken place. The dark red drops from Henry's knuckles still stained the ground and Prince wrinkled up his snout. This was so unlike Henry. Henry spent most days lazing on the sofa, thoughtfully pouring over his photos, or quietly and cheerfully welcoming people to the Pokemon Center...

Something was wrong with him!

"Sylveon," said Prince firmly as he turned back to the duo. His thoughtful expression melted again when Assumption started to cry. He patted the little Cubone on both bony cheeks with his ear ribbons. If that is true, my trainer should be your trainer's friend the way he's my friend! I look after him too...

Prince shook his head sadly. He wanted to go to Henry...but then he remembered the way his trainer had lifted the brick--the fire in his eyes! Maybe...maybe he would go home in stead after all.