Twenty minutes later, Joy arrives.

The door is nearly torn off its hinges as she enters.

"I'm here! I'm here! Where's the patient?"

"Over here, Nurse Joy."

"Staaaaa..."

Joy sets her bag down, then gets to work.

"You rescued it?" she asks, not looking up.

"I did."

"You did a good thing."

"It needed assistance. What else was I to do?"

"Some trainers are especially cruel to their pokemon."

"I am not that kind of trainer."

"No. No you're not."