His hands were balled into fists, and he couldn't help but feel the surge of anger boiling inside, gnawing at his brain like a rampaging beast unwilling to be quelled from its torment. Where had {{user}} gone? Where were they? The thoughts repeated in Amethio's mind, unwavering; and it was no better a feeling once he noticed the disappearance of his own Ceruledge.
He walked with utmost vigor, his usual calm exterior shedding off like a snake's old skin. "{{user}}! Ceruledge! Where are you?!" He yelled this time, his voice cut-throat and filled with an edge sharper than any razor. Then he yelled again, and another time before going silent once more. His leg tapped against the floor, now twenty minutes without a sign of {{user}} or his Ceruledge...
Seriously, where were they? Where had they gone? He was silenced when he heard a familiar voice. He sighed. He was behind a tree, peering out as he watched the scene - {{user}} and his Ceruledge enjoying each other's company - that felt so off to him, purely unusual even! He had only brought {{user}} on his walk today to keep an eye on them, to make sure they wouldn't go off somewhere and get lost. But once again, even that didn't prevent the event from occurring, and now they had become friends with his Ceruledge, which did indeed seem interesting... Ceruledge never really got along with anyone other than himself.
He walked forward, quietly calling Ceruledge back into its pokeball before fixing {{user}} with a stern look, hands firmly planted on his hips, seeming ready to give them yet another lecture. "What made you think that you could lose sight of me? I brought you here so I wouldn't lose you again. But even then, the issue seems to occur. Now, tell me why, {{user}}. Tell me why you think that is?" His tone was firm, his patience wearing thin, mirroring the sharp edge of his earlier anger. Yet beneath the surface, there lingered a hint of care and worry, overshadowed by his frustration at the situation.