video, backdated to March 5

[telewarped]

Hey, losers. This has definitely been one of the months I've had so far, but now I'm officially bored to death.

[There is a general air of malaise permeating this message, even if the voice of the Pokémon sending it—a gray-toned Mimikyu, currently stationed in what appears to be one of the Oran guild's dens—sounds casual and calm enough.]

At least one of you has to have a decent rec for how to kill time around here you can give me... Or just tag yourself. Whatever.

[At the words tag yourself, an image takes shape in your mind. It's astonishingly clear and will remain present in your head until your connection to this particular Grumpearl is broken.]

Later.

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[quirkynote]

[........................what?]

I'm...failing to find the correlation between kissing me and one's mental health...

[telewarped]

Ew, what?

[She... seems not to have noticed that her brain threw A.B.A into that image.]

[quirkynote]

[What does she mean by "what?!" It was her mental image! She's fairly certain she didn't imagine it...]

N-No, that was my question, you're the one who needs to explain yourself. As a married woman, "kiss a bird gently" confuses me greatly. ...As long as it's for the wellbeing of one's mental health, I suppose I can look past it, b-but I refuse to be lead astray from my Paracelsus if it's for anything else!

[telewarped]

Oh. Well, I mean... I guess it's there because birds are cute and usually kinda delicate or whatever? That makes 'em therapeutic to hang out with or something. Could be pretty much any animal...

[And, while A.B.A isn't delicate or even really a bird in actuality, it's true that Shoka can't help thinking of her as one and calling her names like birdbrain. Shoka guesses it makes sense for her to be confused...

... Oh god. Wait. Did she just...?]

It's—really not that deep though... Nobody's gonna force you to kiss anyone.