Sloane knelt down and rubbed Midnight's head. Maybe he recognized her from all the time she carried him around as an egg? Or maybe she just smelled like eevees. The temple was always full of them. She looked up at Max and shrugged. "It's all right. I've done it before, but I'm not the best at it." She picked out a pokeball on her belt and sent out Carwennan. "She's better at it than I."
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