[@Joshua Tamashii]
Lucky for Ame, the Mimikyu did not lash out at her, but instead flinched as soon as her hand patted its (the costume's?) head simply because it was so unused to any forms of kindness and affection that it was not used to the touch of another. It looked up at her with a confused expression on its obscured face and even more so when it was picked up. It was so surprised that it did not have any time to react or protest to being picked up, but it was soon huddled against the weak Ratata to comfort it while she carried the two Pokemon off in the box out of the alley. So, there was now just an alley filled with Kalosian bistro cuisine just sitting there randomly. Free food for the other wild mons? 

Anyway, Amelia found herself at the nearest Pokemon Center and when she entered, she is greeted by the friendly smile of the city's Nurse Joy. [color=f49ac2]"Welcome to the Grand Glort City Pokemon Center. Let me take care of your Pokemon."[/color] Amelia would hand over the injured Ratata and just hang around the lobby with her shiny companion and depression incarnate. While they were waiting for the Ratata, they could see a child sobbing about his missing Pokemon with his mother kneeling down and gentling stroking his hair.

Eventually, the Nurse Joy calls Amelia to pick up the injured Ratata. The little fella seemed to be full of energy again, no longer feeble. Its ears perked up at the sound of the sobbing, as if it was familiar to it and rushed to the child who then squealed with absolute delight. "Chewy!" He picked up the purple rat and the mother approached Amelia with a smile. "Were you the one to find my son's Pokemon?"

Meanwhile, the Mimikyu was hiding behind Amelia. It wasn't out of fear of the woman, but more that most people aren't fond of these sorts of Pokemon.