[Vinnie tried to cram his enthusiasm down into just a simple smile, but he still felt a rush of wonder when his palm met the thick skin of Bulba's trunk. He laid it flat against the stem, with the same care that most would reserve for, say, feeling a pregnant lady's belly. It was basically similar in concept to the older Saur. He could feel the hum of life inside, bright and strong.

In return, he conveyed a welcoming gratitude. Something like relief, really. The fact that he wasn't the only Venusaur around anymore was something incredibly comforting to him, though Vinnie wasn't even sure of the exact reasons himself. It wasn't just his burden now, perhaps.

His hand left the flower, and gave one of Bulba's leaves a gentle stroke before breaking contact.]

...Thanks.