Carefully, he stroked Bulba's hair out of his face, letting his fingers run idly along the other's ear at the same time. Even the simple act of the other Venusaur beside him suddenly gave Vinnie a sense of peace - one that assured him that despite the tightness in his chest and fear of the future, what they had in the moment was not a mistake. He couldn't let this turn into something to regret.

Vinnie let out a soft sigh. "It'll work out," he promised the younger Grass Type. "I'll make it work."

Whatever it took. If Vinnie had any say in things, he'd find a way to stay by Bulba's side as long as he could. It was the least he could do for the amount of care and patience he'd been given.

Bulba made him happy. So it was only right: "I wanna make you happy, too."