Test Chamber
Stratus: <Easy, you're still a bit hurt. Let me see if I can get something to heal you up fully.>
Opening Lake's bag, Stratus begins to dig through it to see if he can find any healing items as Lake blinks wearily, examening his surroundings.
Lake: <...Where are we?>
Stratus: <A test chamber. Not that far from the arena, though. Ah! Okay, hold still for a second...>
Pulling a Hyper Potion out of the bag, Stratus begins to carefully spray it on Lake's injuries, if a little awkwardly due to the fact that the spray bottle wasn't designed with Dragonite in mind.
Lake: <Ooh...wait. You got us out of there?>
He blinks in surprise, his strength beginning to return to him.
<...Then that means.>
Stratus nods, a proud look on his face.
Stratus: <Yeah, I showed that Mewtwo who was boss.>
Finding the energy to pull himself up to his feet, the Feraligatr gave Stratus a stunned look.
Lake: <Even I didn't think I would be able to beat him, and yet you took him down without my help! I've gotta' say...>
He grins.
<...I'm really impressed, buddy. Way to go.>
If Stratus had been a creature capable of blushing, his cheeks would have gone as red as a Tamato berry there and then.
Stratus: <Thanks, Lake. That means a lot coming from you.>
Lake: <No problem! Now, what's goi- OH!>
He notices that a certain Tyranitar is clutching his scarf of all things.
<My scarf! You got it back!>