Volca blushed warmly as Minnos drew him in for a kiss. His fingers gripped even tighter against his shirt as he did. His blush only grew brighter With Minnos' light teasing, resting his head on Minnos' shoulder as he talked, he didn't mind it this time. He would just have to remind Minnos just how much he hated to be alone. Hearing that he would be here for just a few more weeks, Volca pulled his head from the others shoulder as he smiled a bit more brightly at that fact. It meant that he'd be living with Minnos a whole lot sooner.
Volca's smile lessened as Minnos mentioned he had a lot of things to do. He was hoping to spend more time with him while he was here. His fingers loosened even as Minnos gave him a second kiss, it was disheartening to hear that Minnos had work on his mind even now. Volca frowned more as Minnos then went over to hunt, his hands slipped from his chest as he moved away. He brought them together anxiously as he had hopped for a slightly longer moment together.
When Minnos was finished praising Hunt, and returned Dusk as well to their pokeballs, Volca came up and took Minnos' hand leading him down the beach. Completely forgetting about the banner they had made together, Volca nearly pulled Minnos along as he headed back.
Entering Minnos' assigned room, entering first was Volca who still lead Minnos with an unrelenting grip. Once inside, Volca's eyes fell to Minnos' bed, where he saw the box Dusk had placed. Finally letting go, he moved and gingerly picked up the box. It was then he recalled the banner and realized it was probably picked up by the wind and most likely drenched in the ocean waters. He let out a sniffle, realizing how much work that not only he'd put into it but Hunt's and mostly Dusk's.
Opening the box, he pulled out the supposed to be mini Dusk. Turning now, he sat on the edge of the bed and with misty eyes he looked up to Minnos. He put the dusk back inside the box and handed it over to Minnos and after he let out another emotional sniffle. "Dusk is nice." Volca pouted with a guilty look about him as he raised his hand and hesitantly rubbed a non existent tear from his cheek. He brought his hands on his lap and anxiously put them together. With his sudden realization that Dusk was actually a good person and that all this time he acted so coldly towards him, he hated himself for not realizing sooner.