Umbre couldn't see or discern what Adrian was doing, being held down on her knees and facing away from him. Her ears twitch to try and listen, almost straining to tell what was going on. Her arms continued to struggle to get free and she growls again. She was calming slightly, not being able to move much in her restrained state. But she was no less angry and frustrated than she had been, considering everything that was going on. She was a wild Pokemon!<em>You used to be...</em><br/><br/>While she had been trying to listen for any sound that Adrian made, Umbre heard something, the sound of him pulling something from his belt. She didn't know what it was. And as she felt the prick against her back, she jerked away from him with a snarl. It had suddenly reminded her of what she had so quickly forgotten... The prick felt the same as when she had been shot with the dart, before she had passed out, only to come to on the ground at his camp – as a captured Pokemon, instead of a free one. The thought enraged her even more, but oddly her body felt as if it were starting to relax.<br/><br/>She growls and attempts, once more, to free her arms from their bound state, though with no luck yet again. As the injected drug began to take effect, she could feel the adrenaline slowly easing away and her body became even more relaxed. There seemed to be a slight haze over her mind. When she heard him speak again, she huffs loudly, but as the drug worked into her system, she found that she was listening to what he was saying. She closes her eyes a moment, her lithe form shuddering slightly, visibly, as she began to slump down a bit. Everything felt like...it was smoothing out. All of her rage and agitation was slowly ebbing away. The drug was working just as Adrian hoped.