The drugs were indeed working too well, it might have been the combination of these drugs along with the drugs he used to knock her out. But that didn't matter. It was not something he had no solution for, there was something that would get her attention even in this state. And as he let go of her hands with a sigh she might well try to take a nap right there and then. But she wouldn't be able to run off to dreamland before he'd taken her pokeball from his belt.<br/><br/>Holding it up in the air with a stone cold face, Adrian looked at her. Whether she'd seen it and realised it already didn't matter, he was in control, and this tiny sphere proved it. "I know you don't like a lot of things, and this one is among them. Now you are going to pay attention, or I'll just lock you in there and leave you until you will pay attention. Is that clear?" His voice was remarkably calm in contrast to his yelling earlier, though his face showed that he was still quite angry with her. A pokemon that doesn't obey her Master ought to be punished, but that is useless unless she understands the punishment.<br/><br/>He would sit there, across her. In time the cute wrinkling of her nose would form a pleasant memory, though right now it was unimportant and had to be dismissed until their relation became clear. He was her Trainer and Master, and she was his Pokemon. And in time, if she behaved herself, she might become more than that.