You're on a park bench trying to tend to your main Pokémon who's a Glaceon: with it and some supplies by your side, you dab some rubbing alcohol as gently as possible onto one of its many battle wounds running in various welts and gashes down one of its arms before trying on a bandage.*

—Glace! Glaceon hisses in both irritation at the sting of the rubbing alcohol as you try to steady their paw and defiance by making it clear in no uncertain terms their view of the treatment.