[Chihiro, somehow unsurprisingly, doesn't answer. He just continues laying there, staring distantly as if he sees something Komasan doesn't.
Meanwhile, Noko is going to find a furry lump sprawled out on the floor beneath the bed, all four legs splayed out as he gasps for air, exhausted from trying to get out. Isamu seems to be stuck under the bed, usually too fat to wiggle his way under there...yet he does it sometimes anyway, especially if he's hoarding some kind of snack.
He lifts his head with his paws clawing at the ground again, barking at Noko.]
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Meanwhile, Noko is going to find a furry lump sprawled out on the floor beneath the bed, all four legs splayed out as he gasps for air, exhausted from trying to get out. Isamu seems to be stuck under the bed, usually too fat to wiggle his way under there...yet he does it sometimes anyway, especially if he's hoarding some kind of snack.
He lifts his head with his paws clawing at the ground again, barking at Noko.]
Noko-chan-!
[And then he jerks in shock, because oh.
That wasn't Pokemon speak.]