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Oshawott weighed his options and ultimately decided that hearing Heatmor's plan on how to beat Reshiram was worth any potential burns.
So, he cautiously reached up and, with permission, began to help the fire-type untangle his twisted snoot.
"Thank you" Heatmor said once he could talk again, the flames gently licking at Oshawott's skin. It was a bit uncomfortable but, again, he figured it was worth it if they could beat the legendary. "Okay, so here's my idea..."
