It better never happen again. Alice isn't too sure if her heart can handle it. In fact, she's already pretty sure that she's going to have nightmares about the fire tonight - there's just no way that won't all come back to her with this sudden exposure to that danger.

But what would it help to whine about it out loud? She's no longer a child. She has to stay strong by herself.

.. and maybe with a cute little cuddly Pokemon in her arms, but still.

"Are you trying to imply you won't be able to handle as much?" Come on, Allen. They're just fuzzy little cuties.