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>"He'll owe me one when he gets back," you thought to yourself after your colleague drove off in search of a door and left you with the lizard with a mental breakdown.
>Instead of ruminating over it, you decided to take off your rust-covered gloves.
>Unfortunately some dust ended up on your hands anyway; it looked like your hands were covered in Cheeto dust.
>You went to the bathroom to wash them.
>Once you opened the door, you noticed the mirror was completely covered up with a piece of cardboard and duct tape.
>You peeled just enough of it to see underneath.
>The mirror was shattered yet still attached.
>She must have tried to destroy it.
>The rest of the bathroom looked as normal as it gets, except for a chair that felt a bit out of place.
>Her size must have made it difficult for her to reach higher objects in the cabinet, and her mental block prevented her from just climbing up the wall.
>You decided not to think about it for now and focus more on helping her.
>Once you returned, Salazzle was lying on her side with her tablet, seemingly trying to distract her mind.
>You took a seat next to her and thought about how to best approach the situation without causing another relapse.
>You overlooked what she was doing on the tablet.
>She was watching videos of pokemon appearences.
>You weren't sure if it could make her spiral further in or out of her current state, but you decided to leave her to her own devices.
>She was watching several seconds of a video, maybe a minute, and playing the next one.
>She went through the Brionne videos, Snorlax traffic jams, random sightings, and the Aggron and Aron live stream, but she stopped at the footage from the Aggron and Lucario incident.
>She paused the video at the moment when you were escorting the Lucario and pointed at you in the frame with the hope of confirmation that that was you.