[take your time, michael, she'll just be over here, trying to restrain her horrible blue reptilian child, while her pokéballs are trapped under your bird's ass. it's fine.]

The moment we got to the city and I let him roam free again, he just whined and whined... The only thing he forgot was how much he hated all the ice on the way up until I put him away.

[she sounds so much like a beleaguered mother...]

Does she always simply find her way back to you?