It did not seem to bother the whatever-it-was much as it reached the edge of the bouquet and was now oozing down Sho's wrist and arm, leaving a trail of purple goo as it made its way to the floor.

"Gross." was Belial's assessment of the creature, The zoroark edging forward to prod it with one paw...and then wipe it furiously on her chest ruff.

"I wonder if anyone at the Pokemon Center might know what it is..." Belphe mused aloud, watching it reach the floor with a sound like a wet washcloth being dropped on the pavement before reforming to slime its way toward the bathroom.