LOOK IT’S NOT SAFE TO HAVE ANYONE IN THE BACK OF A MOVING TRUCK

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Clorin's mom leers over them, smiling with an empty look in her eye.
Sapphire Mom: You're here at last! Was it a rough trip?
Clorin, on the ground below her, responds angrily.
Clorin: I wouldn't have gotten knocked out if you just let me ride with you!
Clorin is yanked up by their backpack by a helpful Machoke, who pats their head. Clorin pouts, arms crossed.
They walk away as their mom thanks the Machoke for the service. The Machoke gives a smile and a thumbs up to the mother.
Clorin: I'm going next door!