Guess you're right about that. [ He half-shrugs against the wall before pushing off to lean back in his seat. Every once in a while he pauses to look up at the travelers filtering in and out of the Center. ] Just be careful out there, Jill.

[ He'll probably work for an extra day at the PokéMart and help out the innkeepers with any last chores before heading out. Gives him extra funds to work with alongside a few brownie points if he ever decides to visit Cherrygrove again. ]

Wouldn't be surprised if you showed up before me, but don't sweat it. If anyone's gotta rush it's me. [ He lifts his hand and shows her his sprained finger, wrapped tightly in a torn piece of cloth. ] Though if you plan on renting a pokémon, mind keeping an eye out for a finger splint? Tried giving Stufful a bath myself, but ended up with this.

[ He's not about to unwrap the bindings and show her the bruising or peeling from the weather, so he drops his hand in the meantime before turning the camera to face his dirtied poké. Stufful's wrapped in his spare coat, with a sleeve draped across the top of its head and moving every now and then in its sleep. Noting too interesting, but it's doing what it do. ]

We've only known each other for a few days, but it's only a matter of time till we get used to traveling together.