...Nah. [In about an hour he will regret this decision. For now, he is sitting against the window, one vine loosely climbing up into the pot and around the plant's stem. They are mutually vibing.
Though, with a certain amount of pensiveness on Gladion's part. His ears are pinned out a little and he's looking up at the ceiling with one of those Looks on his face, where he's clearly been pacing the length of his cage (brain) for a little while, and intends to keep doing so until something works itself out.]
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Though, with a certain amount of pensiveness on Gladion's part. His ears are pinned out a little and he's looking up at the ceiling with one of those Looks on his face, where he's clearly been pacing the length of his cage (brain) for a little while, and intends to keep doing so until something works itself out.]