[Blitz rolls gamely forward, to the nearest Electrode. The other Pokemon watches him through narrowed eyes, suspicious of his intentions. Blitz stops without getting too close, and carefully upends the mug, letting the Pokepuff roll out and onto the floor. The other Electrode's eyes widen--a treat? It's been so long since it's had a treat! It was certain that the cake was a lie! It looks at Blitz, then back at the treat, then back at Blitz. Blitz, in a rare show of patience and generosity, nudges the puff forward.]

See? It's like Angel said: we want to be your friends.

[]Jean is hardly breathing, he's so tense. Angel is gripping him hard enough to make his shoulder ache, but he barely notices. All his energy and intentions are focused on the Electrodes.]

Not all people are bad. We want to help you.

[He'll ask later about what Angel said, about not having to hurt anymore, but now isn't the time.]

[The Electrode is still unsure... but it rolls forward and snatches the treat away, retreating to eat it. The other Electrodes watch with interest, and one of them--a smaller one, almost Blitz-sized--rolls forward, its expression hungry and longing.]

See? And there's more where that comes from. Blitz, why don't you give the next one to our little friend over there?

[Blitz rolls back for another puff, and Jean turns to Angel, lowering his voice.]

Do you think it's working?