Angie's ears tilted downwards and she glanced away. He had a point, though she didn't want to believe it. She just wasn't tough enough to stick up for herself like he could, so she did what she was able to do to keep people content with her.<br/><br/>The others there arched a brow, a few of them huffing in amusement. Clearly he had to learn that it was more survival-of-the-fittest than anything. After all, he hadn't gone to the testing labs yet. It would happen soon enough.<br/><br/>Just then, the sound of the automatic door opened, and Angie, along with a few others, turned and saw a few new PokeMorphs get thrown inside before the door shut again. There were two things wrong that Angie noticed. The first was the lack of nets. The second was that they were half the size of the others. Some of the others muttered, "Do you think they're testing Baby Pokemon?"<br/><br/>Suddenly, Angie froze as things came into perspective. She grew pale, and one of the others noticed this. "Angie? What is it?"<br/><br/>"They aren't baby Pokemon, they're kids!" The others stared at her, mortified at this revelation. It was bad enough that the scientists were using humans for testing, but CHILDREN?! That was horrible, the idea that they had taken kids from their homes.<br/><br/>Upon closer inspection, as Angie hurried over to the crying children, one of them seemed to be another Eevee, though her ears were in the same place as her human ears, making a strange look. All at once, the maternal instinct in the Eevee half of Angie kicked in, and she hurried faster to them. The second of the trio was a Pidgey, seeing how on his arms were long feathers and his nose and upper lip formed into a beak, appearing to make speaking very difficult, likely from avian vocal cords being messed up during the transformation. The last one had dark green skin with a large bulb on his back, but he was collapsed on the ground and wouldn't budge.<br/><br/>As soon as she and a few of the others approached, the younger Eevee shied back, hugging her friend tight at the sight of the others. "W-where are we?" she asked shrilly. Angie gave a reassuring smile, though it was hard to smile seeing them this way. "It's ok. You're with friends. I know it hurts, but the pain will go away." The little Eevee looked over at her friends and nodded, wiping the tears from her furry face. It was even more heartwrenching, knowing that these kids were so young that they wouldn't have their first Pokemon in years from now, and they had been changed into Pokemon, likely without a way to reverse it.