Snow snickered at Yuya’s face, eyes closed in amusement. If it was a challenge to tell what they felt before, then this was clear as day.

Akira gave a small sigh, exasperated as he kept searching. Where was...ah, there it was. He practically glared at the monkey, up to his glasses with frustration.

Maybe later, he’ll find this amusing, too.

“Get. In. The ball!” He half growled out, throwing the Pokeball as hard as he could at the monkey, almost praying for it to succeed this time.