**Palette Town -- Oak Family Home**<br/>The moment that Gary's voice awakened the other end of the line, Charity's attention went back to it. She politely held up an index finger to indicate for her guest to wait for just one moment. Honestly, she liked hearing Gary's voice. It was a strange sort of comfort for her, if only because it was familiar. There was a lot of unfamiliarity always running rampant through her life, and he was something fairly constant. Even if they had their numerous disagreements and difficulties with one another. The tone of her voice chirped a pleasant hello, despite the fact that she felt a little overwhelmed.<br/><br/>"I've noticed." A slightly nervous chuckle. "I seem to have gotten caught up in it myself, and we have a young visitor who seems to be in trouble presently squatting at our house." She glanced back towards the passage leading into the kitchen, watching the elongated boxes of sunlight cast on the floor from the windows for signs of shadowy movement. "There's a girl here who's gotten herself hurt by the monster I'm assuming is the same one you and Micah just gave hell. I was planning on getting her over to the hospital, but I wanted to let you know. I hadn't been planning on sticking around here all day, because I have a few other things to mess with in Pewter City, but I guessed it could wait until I at least made sure that the girl was taken care of." She lowered her voice a bit. "What's been up with you? You hear from your grandfather yet?"<br/><br/><br/>The hallway seemed to close in around him as the girl lost consciousness. Micah quickly lurched forward to grab her and keep her from falling, and he promptly pulled her close to him to steady her. His fingers pressed up against her throat, searching for a pulse. She wasn't dead. That was good, but she wasn't in great shape either. He felt his hands starting to sweat and knew that they needed to get the girl to the hospital.<br/><br/>"Mom!" He shouted, hoping for her to respond immediately. She didn't. Instinctively, Micah reached for the girl's shirt and tore it open to access the wounds. He needed something to help soak up the blood, and he also needed to see for himself just how bad the injury was. He glanced at the Kirlia. "I don't know if there's a first aid kit in this house. Do you know if she has any bandages in her possession?"