Sapph just sat on the bench, quietly listening to everything while he waited for Remy.
...Mr. Bonding? Didn't I arrest that nutcase a couple times? He thought, tapping his chin as he turned to the entrance of the pokemon center. He did so just in time to see his swoobat fly in. "Ah, Remy, I take it things went well?" He asked, using his gravelly voice in case Sakura was still trying to figure out who he was.
The swoobat tilted his head, confused by Sapph's use of his gravelly voice before handing his trainer a letter, which Sapph read.
'Dear Mr. K,
Thank you for updating us on the situation, but
next time you encounter a Team Flora grunt who kills himself with an overdose, please deliver them
in person rather than sending a pokemon with a letter and hiding in Petalburg City. Even with a gym leader's signature, it makes you look suspicious.
-Officer Jenny of Rustboro City'
Sapph quickly folded up the letter and stashed it in a coat pocket.