Seymour had given up on trying to get the door open for the moment-- he'd tried moving the chair so that he could climb on it and reach the doorknob, but it was too heavy for him to budge in his current form. Jumping was no use either as the knob was just out of his reach. Even if he could have reached it, he doubted he'd be able to turn it with his paws... meaning that he had no other choice but to sit and wait for someone to let him out. Fortunately for him, Yuna had agreed to help him.

A part of him was surprised that she had agreed to do it so readily after everything he had done. He knew she was angry at him for his actions, and while he did have to admit that her method had worked, he was still convinced that what he had been attempting to do was justified.

When she opened the door he chose to remain where he had been hiding beneath the bed, not sure how she woyld react to seeing him again even in this form.

Getting down onto one knee, Yuna patted her thigh in hopes that it would in courage him to come out. She was in fact very angry with Seymour, but being under the affects of the virus, she mostly thought of him as Leafeon, not Seymour. When it was over, she would most likely get angered that she helped him out, but she wouldn't worry about that right now. All she wanted was for her pokemon to be reunited with her. She continued to pat her thigh, even if it was all in vain. "Please.. Come out.. I shouldn't have left you unattended."

Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, she sighed a little and sat fully on the ground. "I'm sorry for being a bad trainer.. I don't deserve a good pokemon like you." She wanted to know where he was, but she felt that if she moved she might not be able to find him if she tried to look for him. She would be patient and wait for him to come out. Even if it did take all night.

Glancing around the room, she spotted the bed and started to crawl over there on all fours. She leaned down further and looked under it - it was a good thing that she followed her instinct on where the Seymour was hiding. Yuna slid under the bed as far as she could and extended her arm, he was just out of reach and she left her hand there for him to come to when he was ready. Looking over at him, she gave him that soft smile once more. "Come on out... It's alright."

Seymour hesitated for a moment. She didn't seem to be angry with him right now, but then again she wasn't acting quite like her normal self either. Perhaps whatever had turned him into this... </i>thing</i> had affected her as well. Whatever it was, he might as well enjoy it while it lasted, because there was little doubt that she'd go back to being angry with him as soon as this was over. For now, he'd just enjoy the chance to be around her.

His mind was made up the moment she stuck her hand under the bed. She might have been under the effects of the virus, but it was clear that right now she wanted to be with him and he wasn't about to waste this opportunity. He wasn't likely to get another chance like this for a long time, if ever. How he'd missed that smile...

Standing up, he trotted out from under the bed and sat down in front of her, tilting his head curiously. What would she do now that she'd caught him? She seemed to be under the impression that he was her Pokemon, whatever that meant. He wasn't sure what a Pokemon was, but he guessed that was what he'd been turned into. The community had been full of them the past few days...

The smile that was on Yuna's face grew wider once Seymour came out from under the bed. A heavy weight had been lifted from her chest when she realized that he wasn't mad at her - she would have mentally beat herself up of she did anything to hurt him. It was clear that she had hurt him before, but that wasn't in her mind right now. She wanted to make sure that he was alright and spend time with him - there was that part of her that felt bad for what she had done to him, but she felt that as a Summoner, it was what she had to do.

Reaching out, she let her fingers slide across his cheek and behind his ear for a good scratch. "You had me worried there.." She said in a soft manner. "I'd hate to think that I did something to upset you." She then leaned forward to wrap her arm around him in a hug. Her cheek was resting on top of his head and she took in a deep breath. "Nothing is going to separate us again, Seymour.." Yuna had meant to say Leafeon, but her mind made the connection that the pokemon was in fact Seymour, but she still thought of him as just a pokemon.

Pulling away from him, she smiled down at him. "Hey~ Would you like to go do something? Maybe train or are you not feeling well?" Her head tilted to the side in the same manner that his did not too long ago. "I'd think you'd want to get out since you've been cooped up in this room for the Fayth knows how long." A soft laugh escaped her lips again and she patted his head.

Seymour's eyes fluttered shut at the petting. Oh, that felt good... Without even being aware of it, a small purr started up deep into his throat as he leaned into Yuna's hand. He knew quite well that they would never be this close again and he intended to enjoy every moment of this virus. Whether Yuna was aware of it or not, Seymour did care for her very much, maybe even loved her. She was everything that he was not and somewhere deep inside he envied her optimism and faith that everything would work out in the end. But her heart did not belong to him; he knew that. It never did and it never would.

That was why this moment was infinitely precious to him, just having her touching him like this. There was also the small fact that it felt very, very good. No wonder cats purred when petted, really.

The suggestion of going to do something caused him to perk up. Anything that would get him out of this room would be greatly welcomed; he opened his mouth to tell her so, but all that came out was a squeaky "leaf... leafeon!"

There was a slightly blush that came across Yuna's cheeks when Seymour leaned into her hand and started to purr. Even though she loved Tidus, this pulled at her heartstrings and it would have when he was forcing her into marrying him. If he would have shown this gentle side that he was showing now.. She might have fallen hard for him, but that was in the past. Tidus was gone and there was no getting him back. Seymour was in another time and she was all alone. Not really alone, she had Rukki, Paine, and the others but there was no one for her to love. Lulu and Wakka were expecting and she just felt so isolated from everything.

She wasn't going to let that bother her, not now. All this hard and painful thinking started to snap her out of the virus' hold on her, but she still wanted to be here with Seymour. At least until he was able to turn back into his normal self and then she would go back to where she belonged. That is if that was where she belonged. She was still confused about everything and just needed some time away from everything to get her mind into the right place.

"Alright! Let's get out of this cramped room." She stood up and started to hear out of the manor. "Would you like to head towards the Calm Lands or out towards the Moonflow?" She wasn't going to put him into a pokeball like most people. She felt it would be cruel to confide him like that. "Maybe we could see some pyreflies?"

Seymour's gentle side wasn't something that many people had the opportunity to witness. There was very little of it left, buried under years of resentment and anger and self-loathing brought on by his harsh childhood and the cruelty of his father. To all those who knew him as Maester Seymour Guado he seemed polite and charming-- the perfect gentleman. Very few saw beyond the facade and that was just the way he wanted it. He wondered if, in a perfect world, he would ever have stood a chance with her, then quickly dismissed that thought. There was no point in wondering about what would never happen.

He wasn't about to question his sudden turn of luck, even if it did mean that he was stuck as a small fuzzy creature for a few days. There were far worse things that could have happened. Granted, he couldn't think of what they were at the moment, but there had to be something worse. He could have been a bug.

When Yuna stood up he did as well, trotting along at her heels much like an obedient puppy. At the mention of the Moonflow he yipped to indicate that he would prefer to go there and hoped that she would be able to understand what he was trying to say.

It was strange how she was able to understand him so well. It was almost like she was his trainer and spent a few years with him. Learning that she sounds that he said meant and would use those as a way to communicate with him. She laughed a little and nodded. "Alright, Moonflow it is." She started to head towards the exit of Guadosalam that lead towards the Moonflow. She made sure to keep out of the way of people and also looked over her shoulder occasionally to make sure that Seymour was behind her and that no one would take him away from her. Once they were outside the exit, she slowed down and started walking. It brought back memories of her pilgrimage and she welcomed them, even if they hurt a little.

Along the winding path, she came across an area next to the moon flow that was well grassed and looked upon the beautiful sight. Taking a seat in the grass, she patted the spot next to her to indicate that she wanted him next to her. "Let's sit here for a little while, Seymour.."

She pulled her knees to her chest and rested her chin upon her knee as she looked out over the water. A few pyreflies skimmered past and it brought a smile to her face. "I've always loved the Moonflow.. I fell into it once when I was little.. You didn't know that, did you?" Looking to her side, she smiled down at him and started to pet his back once he was sitting next to her.

It was strange to see the world from this perspective; in his normal form Seymour was a rather tall man, so it was very disconcerting for him to suddenly be the size of a small dog. Everything was so large and unfamiliar to him and he found himself wondering just how dogs could stand living like this before realizing that it would not be odd if you were born this size. Not wanting to be stepped on by mistake, he stayed close to Yuna's side, hoping that no one would question what this strange creature following the High Summoner was.

Once they reached the Moonflow itself he was all too happy to sit down in the grass to rest his tired legs. He hadn't expected that just trying to keep up with Yuna would have worn him out as much as it did, but then again he wasn't used to being in this form and his stamina had never been very impressive even in his normal shape. The grass was soft and warm from the sun, tempting him to lie down in it. Normally his dignity would have prevented him from doing such a thing, but given that he was currently a Pokemon, it wasn't as if he had much dignity left to lose.

So he flopped down on his stomach and practically melted as Yuna started to stroke him, turning his head up to look at her as she spoke to him. He shook his head in a silent 'no' when she asked if he knew that she had fallen into the Moonflow once.

[OOC: Mun is going to bed~ Will tag back tomorrow! ♥]

When Seymour laid on the grass, Yuna followed and laid on her side. She pulled him close to her and wrapped an arm around him and stroked his back with her free hand. For along moment the High Summoner was quiet, she wasn't sure what to say or talk about. This was Seymour that she was with, but she was happy. It had been a while since she felt this happy. Closing her eyes and enjoying the sun warming her body she took in a deep breath and was able to take in the earthy smell that Seymour was giving off: it was a lot like the scent that he had when he was close to her. Thinking about this caused her to blush some more and she hid her face against his back as she tried not to let him see that she was blushing.

"When I was younger I was on a Shoopuf with Kimahri.. The Shoopuf shook and I fell off. Kimahri was worried and had tried to come in after me, but the Shoopuf picked me up with his nose and placed me back into the riding area." She let out a soft laugh and nuzzled against him some more without noticing that she was. "I think I jumped in another three times for fun." She bit onto her bottom lip when she noticed that she was starting to ramble.

"Sorry about that.. I didn't mean to go on.." She wondered if he was still angry with her. He was acting all nice and kind, bit it could be a facade that he had since he was a pokemon. She sighed a little. "I.. I was wondering.." She looked off across the water. "Are you.. still angry with me, Seymour?"

[[OOC: Alright! Sleep well. ♥]]

He'd been expecting the petting - he had to admit that he was rather cute in this form - but he hadn't expected Yuna to pull him against her and cuddle him like this. To be honest, he wasn't quite sure how to react to this; it was obvious that the virus was affecting her as she would never have done this otherwise. Once it was over she would go back to hating him, he knew this... but for the moment, he would enjoy being held close to her. He didn't blame her for hating him, really. She had every right to after what he had done. But she still didn't understand that what he had been doing was for the good of Spira...

Even though Sin was gone, suffering still remained. Why couldn't she understand this? He wasn't killing out of a desire to be cruel; he was trying to save people from the harsh realities of life. Death was far preferable to living...

But for now, Seymour was content to lie in Yuna's arms and listen to her speak of her childhood. He tilted his head when she asked him if he was angry at her. Why would he be angry at her? Wasn't it the other way around? He shook his head vigorously to assure her that he was not. Death was what he had desired, after all, and she had given that to him.

"I'm happy to know that you're not angry at me.." Yuna said softly and continued to pet him softly. She managed to put a little distance between them, but she had to admit that she enjoyed having someone close to her like that. It was something that she hadn't experienced in a long time and she was constantly thinking about that past and it was taking a toll on her. A soft laugh came from her and she looked off at the water again. "I guess.. I've just been lonely.." She admitted - it was so easy to talk with him and share things. Why hadn't it been like this before? Maybe then she would have been able to change his mind about death and they..

Shaking her head, she sighed a little and closed her eyes. The last thing that she needed at the moment was to worry about those things and show Seymour that she was still weak. She had come a long way from the seventeen-year-old summoner to the woman she was today. But, there was part of her that wasn't going to change and that was something that she accepted.

She started to trace the outline of his long leaf like ears and she laughed a little. "Even as a Pokemon, you haven't changed a bit." She smiled some and continued to pet him. "That's a good thing though.. I was able to figure out that it was you after a while."

Seymour quirked an eyebrow (or at least tried to; he wasn't sure if he even had eyebrows in this form) as she stroked his ears. Was it really that obvious that it was him? All right, so the ears did resemble his hair somewhat, he would give her that much. Were he able to speak, he would have asked her just how she'd known it was him, but that would have to wait until he was back to normal.

Inwardly he cursed his inability to speak. He had so many things he wanted to tell her but couldn't right now... he wanted to reassure her that he bore her no ill will for what she had done, that in truth he was glad she'd succeeded, but that she still didn't understand...

He blinked when she admitted to being lonely. Strangely enough, he understood exactly how she felt. Ever since he had become leader of the Guado he had been adored and revered by his people, and once he became Maester he was beloved by the people of Spira as well-- yet never once had he truly felt close to anyone. They loved the Maester, not Seymour himself. He suspected that it was much the same with Yuna... but she had her guardians, didn't she? They'd seemed to be very close to her indeed from what he could tell...

"I-I'm sorry.." Yuna sighed and rolled onto her back and placed her hands behind her head. "I'm sure you have other things to worry about and other things to do than to worry about me or listen to what I have to say.." She sighted some and pulled a hand out from under her head to stroke the length of his back. She couldn't believe how she was craving the physical contact that she was getting and how she didn't want to leave until she had to. Another sigh escaped her lips and she just closed her dual colored eyes. "Things are different now.. Waka and Lulu are together and expecting.. Kimahri's become the leader of the Ronzo tribe and that leaves Rikku and I since Tidus is gone.."

There she went, rambling again and she was sure that he was bored of it. She rolled onto her side again and smiled at him. Slowly she opened her eyes and a few tears managed to slip down her cheeks without her knowing. "I have run with Rikku, but she's just so.. hyper and there is really no one out there that I'm able to get really close to and everyone sees me as just. High Summoner Yuna.."

She sighed and rested her head on her hand and looked over at him. "I guess you felt that way as well, huh?" Reaching out, she poked his side some before she started to rub under his chin. "One of the few things we have in common.."

Right now Seymour found himself wishing desperately that he could speak so that he could tell her that he wanted very much to listen to her, but all he could do was utter a mournful "leaf" at her to show that he understood what she was feeling. He instinctively arched into her touch like a cat and would have let out a sigh of pleasure were he capable of it at the moment. Surely having Yuna touching him like this was a dream...

When he noticed the tears on her cheeks, he blinked, confused. Yuna was crying? He suddenly felt completely and utterly helpless. Sitting up, he leaned over to lick the tears from her cheeks with a soft tongue. Don't cry, please...

If only he were in his normal form right now... but no, perhaps it was better this way. She would never let him get so close otherwise.

Yuna was surprised when he leaned over and licked away her tears. Is he.. kissing them away..? Her cheeks brightened up a little and she smiled over at him as she rubbed his back. "You're being awfully cute." She teased and poked at his rather large ears before she sat up and stretched her body out. A yawn managed to escape her lips. "It's been a while since I was able to relax like this.. Maybe it was a good thing you were turned into an adorable creature."

She untied her boots and set them next to her and she stretched her legs out so that her feet were in the water. There was so much she wanted to talk about - she did have Rikku and Paine, but there were just some things that she was unable to tell them and she doubted that they would understand. But, she didn't want to tell Seymour some of these things and she doubted that he wanted to listen to the young woman.

"Is there anything else you'd like to do or would you rather lay around here all day and be lazy?" She tugged on his tail playfully and then acted like she didn't pull on it.

Seymour couldn't help but let out a small squeak as Yuna played with his ears-- it felt so very strange, yet not entirely unpleasant. He wasn't used to these new appendages at all and they were more sensitive than he had expected. To be honest, he was rather glad that he didn't have to deal with them on a daily basis, as they probably would have driven him crazy. At least he couldn't feel it when his hair bumped into something.

Adorable? He was adorable? That certainly wasn't something anyone had ever called him before, but somehow he didn't mind it coming from Yuna. He didn't mind her tugging on his ears either, although he wished that she would be just a little more gentle when she did so. And the cuddling was actually kind of nice as well...

At the tug on his tail he squeaked again and tried to look as indignant as he could (which wasn't very considering that he was currently the size of a cat). It wasn't as if he had much dignity left at this point, though.

The squeak that came from Seymour made Yuna laugh softly and she started to pet him once more. She had her fun teasing him and she could be a little more considerate what he wasn't really able to defend himself against her. Well, he could but she didn't think that he would try anything - not like this.

With her feet still in the water, she leaned back and looked up at the sky. "There are some things that I would like to ask you.. But, I'll wait until you're back to normal to ask because I would like to hear what you have to say." She tucked some of her hair behind her ears and closed her eyes. "It's nothing to worry yourself over, just a simple question or two."

With her eyes closed, she reached out and placed her hand on Seymour's back. Her fingers rubbed his back, but didn't really pet him like she was. For some strange reason, she just wanted to pet him and touch him. She knew that she shouldn't be feeling this way, but it was hard not to.