Eevee was currently flopped on the ground, hypnotized, but Mewtwo was already taking off towards Jon, leaping through the air, balled paws ensnaring the Zorua and pinning him to the ground as his tail drifted back and forth behind him. "Good run, but I should warn you I'm more FIT than most legendaries...indeed, than most psychics. Would you like me to let you go so you can try running again, or are you going to cease your attempts to flee?" Mewtwo calmly asked. Though even now there wasnt an ounce of cruelty in his voice. He spoke with an odd and comforting tone, patting Eric's head.