[ Haruka just grins. She's in no particular hurry, from the smooth and easy motions she's making, but when she accepts that knife with a smile she immediately begins peeling the skin off the Berry. It spirals off in an unbroken strip; once she has it peeled, she slices the Berry neatly in half. Juice slips out.
So does the smell of fresh Berry.
Leaning on the crutch that's supporting her non-broken side, Haruka leans up and wafts that fresh, delicious-smelling, perfectly-prepared Berry in front of Snorlax's face. Guess what, buddy. There's food here. Fresh food. Good food.
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So does the smell of fresh Berry.
Leaning on the crutch that's supporting her non-broken side, Haruka leans up and wafts that fresh, delicious-smelling, perfectly-prepared Berry in front of Snorlax's face. Guess what, buddy. There's food here. Fresh food. Good food.
Food....for you. ] Naptime's over.