"We are. I guess your stomach can't handle both of us." You say and both of you start moving inside. He smacks his belly causing you both to whimper in there. "Yes it can!" He says defiantly. You hope that you can make him sick or at least uncomfortable to let you out. The Riolu gets up to train but is moving much slower than before and tires out quickly. Without having digested anything he is running out of energyto work, which is another win in your favor. "Why not give up and let us out?" You suggest.
