“What the hell is that guy even wearing,” Silver muttered as you guys walked through National Park together, hands stuck in his pockets as he glared at all the Trainers and Pokémon enjoying their day peacefully. It was one of his favourite pastimes, judging other people—and their proximity never dissuaded him. The man whose outfit he’d made a comment on looked up, annoyed, but let him be, which only encouraged Silver to continue.

Glancing at a cute couple who were all over each other on a bench nearby, he said (not so quietly): “I hope they break up.”