[The Clauncher's antennae twitch as he thinks. It takes some deciphering.]
You say I should make common cause With my fellow captive kind? We're caught up all in the same trap
[a round shadow floats over the words. A moment later, an Emolga comes scampering after the Frisbee, scttering sand over the Clauncher's writing. He uses his tail to make a clean canvas and finishes the thought.]
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With my fellow captive kind?
We're caught up all in the same trap
[a round shadow floats over the words. A moment later, an Emolga comes scampering after the Frisbee, scttering sand over the Clauncher's writing. He uses his tail to make a clean canvas and finishes the thought.]