"You don't, like it?" Apparently the drug had a little more effect than Adrian had wished for, though this was better than a rampaging pokemon. He would just have to make the best of it, and while she wasn't much of a threat in this condition, she wasn't very responsive either. Time to get her attention.<br/><br/>Adrian grabbed her upper arms forcing her to look at him. She could still evade his look if she tried hard enough, though the drugs might persuade her to just go along with it. Her spirit was still there, slowly being buried underneath a chemical blanket.<br/><br/>"You don't like it? You don't like your trainer, your new life, or this situation?" Adrian sighed, it wasn't going perfect alright, he'd gotten that far. But he had to make her understand, whether she liked it or not. "I don't like the fact that my pokemon thinks she doesn't have to obey her trainer either. I don't like that my pokemon fights me. And I certainly don't like the fact that my pokemon tried to fight me!" His voice was loud enough to warrant a reaction in itself, the fact that he tried to keep eye contact might force her to focus more. He was getting sick of hearing her drift around the punishment she's still got in store for her.