[Vinnie shook his head as he glared miserably at the edge of the table.] Maybe don't...

[Not so much because he didn't want to be touched, but... here, his wings shifted uncomfortable where they had folded against his back, revealing the membrane that had a great big chunk torn out of it. Backrubs were hard enough when you had extra limbs sticking out, moreso when said limbs were broke.

Trying to stifle another uncomfortable gurgle, the Charizard strained to lift his head to give Bulba a (somewhat pathetic) look of appreciation.]

Uh... thanks though. For cooking all this.