[Oh geez. Tobias doesn't have his bag with him, because he doesn't have hands to work the Pokeballs with and he's not sure if his team will recognize him like this. But he does have the power of shouting.]
<Hey! You! Back off! Stop chasing him!>
[The Ursaring stares at him in confusion, and Tobias steadies himself internally. Can he control the morphing process enough? Only one way to find out. His wing melts into an arm, blades forming on it. He doesn't break eye contact with the Ursaring, though it backs up.]
<Yeah. That's what I thought. There's food over that way. Leave him alone.>
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<Hey! You! Back off! Stop chasing him!>
[The Ursaring stares at him in confusion, and Tobias steadies himself internally. Can he control the morphing process enough? Only one way to find out. His wing melts into an arm, blades forming on it. He doesn't break eye contact with the Ursaring, though it backs up.]
<Yeah. That's what I thought. There's food over that way. Leave him alone.>