Makoto returned the hug, barely able to keep his own tears back. When Ryouma pulled away the smile was still plastered on his face. It was relief mixed in with pain. He let out a sigh and closed his eyes. Then he remembered the trainers. Reshiram's and Zekrom's.<br/><br/>Wait Zekrom's was here wasn't he? He looked over as Ryouma approached N. He stepped up behind Ryouma and followed his lead. This was his trainer after all.