[h3][color=faeba2]Celty the Mawile[/color][/h3][b][Lilac Meadow][/b]

[@Light Lord][@Polaris North][@Shiny Keldeo]
A silvery voice came from her side, and Celty slowly turned to see that visage of the Sylveon. [color=faeba2][i]FUCK.[/i][/color] Freezing, her red eyes widened as she simply stared for a few moments. The tears began to well once more, rolling down her cheek and further matting her fur. 

Wiping her tears on her shoulder she finally managed some kind of reply, all while averting her gaze.[color=faeba2]"...um."[/color] Looking down at Devon's still unconscious body, it was easy enough for her to tell she couldn't carry him the entire distance. Fact of the matter is, she would need assistance whether she liked it or not. Letting out a sad sigh she nodded, [color=faeba2]"...uh, sure. Thanks."[/color] Continuing to stare down at Devon, she refused to look up at the Sylveon.