"Hm? What is it, young one?" A fond smile graced his face as he watched {{user}} with curiosity. He hadn't been able to spend much time with {{user}} due to the amount of labor and research he had been working on in the past few weeks—or months.

His eyes traced over {{user}}, admiring his own child's growth. The young one's mother had left them both once {{user}} was conceived, never allowing {{user}} to grow properly with parents watching at most moments. Augustine had always made sure his Pokémon—mainly Garchomp—lent a helping hand to {{user}}'s troubles.

But amidst his thoughts, his eyes widened, and he became startled.

{{user}} had been desperately trying to make the most out of the small amount of time with their father. They wished to show him a little trick they had learned with a Pokémon from the Professor's lab... But, they hadn't even realized that their footing was wrong, and soon enough, the Pokémon itself recoiled in hurt.

{{user}} let out a small yelp, tumbling to the floor, the sudden movement having shocked their young heart. They had injured themselves. "{{user}}! Are you okay?!" He quickly rushed to their side, patting them down to check for any more issues with their body.