[ That is a problem! Haruka considers this and then swings herself on in, having gotten the hang of her crutches a while back. ] Stand back.
[ Okay. Snorlax. Snorlax are creatures of instinct, right? They sleep when and where they want to sleep. What's more, they eat where and when they want to eat. And Haruka lives at a Theater with a very hardy Berry tree in the courtyard.
Producing a Sitrus Berry from her pocket, she tosses it up and down a few times before looking around at the crowd. ] Does anyone have a knife?
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[ Okay. Snorlax. Snorlax are creatures of instinct, right? They sleep when and where they want to sleep. What's more, they eat where and when they want to eat. And Haruka lives at a Theater with a very hardy Berry tree in the courtyard.
Producing a Sitrus Berry from her pocket, she tosses it up and down a few times before looking around at the crowd. ] Does anyone have a knife?