[Dib glances over, a pained expression not so much crossing his face as settling down there and making itself at home. He takes in a breath, but has to pause to shove his glasses up and rub at his stinging eyes again. Him too, Dipper, him too. Dib still feels stunned, and he's not sure whether it's better to try not to let Dipper see how upset he is or what, but he can't help the quiet mutter that escapes him.]
What're we gonna do now...
[Gremlin looks up at his trainer, looks back at Dipper, then reaches out a claw and bats one of the pokeballs closer to the Phantump. Mothman lights on the grass next to Dipper, draping a sympathetic wing over him.]
When you're ready. I'm sure they're worried about you, too...
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What're we gonna do now...
[Gremlin looks up at his trainer, looks back at Dipper, then reaches out a claw and bats one of the pokeballs closer to the Phantump. Mothman lights on the grass next to Dipper, draping a sympathetic wing over him.]
When you're ready. I'm sure they're worried about you, too...