Lumiose City||South Boulevard||Early Afternoon||52
It seemed his suggestion was not wholly welcome. "The- The sewers?! Les egouts?! Surely you don't intend to go traipsing around through the stagnant mulch and filth of several years sir? Have you taken leave of your senses?" Well, it was a fair point. He had before, but in far less populated areas.
"François..." the girl warned, sounding a tiny bit like a stern mother. "The answer is yes Mr. Don, there are sewers but-"
"But there is a literal thousand miles of them. And they have not been maintained monsieur. The odds the exact tunnel you want lay beneath us and isn't damaged or filled with unwashed excrement are almost laughable. We could choke to death on the fumes alone and not even Madeline could save us from it." Hmm. Again, in less populated areas, it wasn't such a terrible issue. It seemed he'd underestimated the city once more. His home region didn't have a city this size. He liked to consider himself worldly, of course, but there was rare a city outside of Kanto that he knew so intimately.
"François! I appreciate your concern but please, stop. You are not helping by pointing out everything wrong before anything has even been addressed."
The melodramatic little ghost seemed put out, but sighed and acquiesced. "Oui, Oui...You are right. Forgive me, gentlemen. I will offer what assistance I can."
"He has a very fair point though," Looker agreed, earning Giovanni's gaze. "It's more than just a sanitary problem or their length. The best point is about how they might be weakened or collapsed entirely. And god forbid- ground types have Earthquake, right? If they happen to push that horse so badly he decides to disregard the gun and let one of those off? Even if we got extraordinarily lucky and everything else lined up... just one moment could end us."
Looker offered an apologetic look to Giovanni, which he accepted with a stoic nod. "It was a good idea, but I feel he's right about all the downsides. What do the rest of you think?"
"I haven't been using them for... pretty much all the reasons he mentioned. Especially the getting lost thing. Unless we know there's a direct line, I... wouldn't risk it. And besides, we know where that exit is... but do we even know if there is a place we can get in?"
One of Vitaly's pokemon chimed in as well, as if there weren't enough cons against the suggestion of going into the sewers. He didn't feel personally slighted by the high volume of dissonance, but Giovanni was starting to wonder whether or not he should. "Time is a problem too. We can't just wait for someone to scout it out. The longer we stand here talking, the more likely something on their end will change. If we wait until we can find a path under, they might have finally moved the horse. Or killed it."
Thankfully turning from shitting on his suggestion, Vitaly addressed Miss LeClair. "... Would you be okay with your ghosts being in danger? He's-he's right about them being the least likely to get hurt, but it could still be dangerous..."
"If we go with the distraction idea, I can go. They haven't caught me yet, and it feels... Unfair to ask someone else to do it."
Giovanni made an uneasy face. He'd rather her Pokemon stay safe in their balls, but they really were the ones best suited for the job. His were all far too large, bulky, and heavy. "...I don't wish to put you and your pokemon on the spot, Miss LeClair, but they are the ones most likely to succeed and survive."