Well, Dratini liked the Sentret, and so it was only natural that the not-nearly-disciplined-enough dragon could just tote it around like a beloved doll of hers.

Angela looked up at Heather quizzically when she was presented with the question. She certainly couldn't carry her Sentret and Zack. So it looked like Zack was hit outta luck.

... Or maybe not. The antidote applied to his arm seemed to bring him around a little -- enough to groan miserably, anyway.

"Did... Did I get 'em?" Spoken with his face still in the dirt, of course.