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Dan shook his head "I don't know if that's a good idea. Deino was recently abandoned right? I doubt if it's really trusting towards humans right now. Us being here probably has it scared already. So...maybe we can't take to a pokemon center? But it needs one! Agh, this is a problem!" Shark took the berries from Freya and tried to feed them to Deino. Rain seemed to be in his own world at the moment when he thought of something. "Hey...you think Shark started listening to you cause he thought you might abandon him? Weird, but I think it makes sense" the otter stated. "Huh...I guess that would make sense. But I would never abandon Shark or any of my pokemon for that matter" the trainer pointed out. A moment of silence took place, the two dragons conversing with one another. Rain obviously wasn't eavesdropping, so he didn't translate. "Dei...Dei..." the smaller dragon finally spoke up. "Cool. Deino says we can take it to get help" the Dewott smiled. Shark proceeded to pick Deino up and await for his trainer to lead the way. "Alright then...except we're far off the trail and I haven't a clue where we are...Freya, can Eevee help out out of here?" he asked the brunette.

Aside from a slight twitching of her tails from where Cera buried herself within them, Night made no other indication she knew anything of what Sub was talking about, "Sub, even I know when there's a time for joking and a time to be serious. Now, I'm telling you. I see no pink Ceramew in this room."

The Pikachu opened its good eye as Nick approached the bed, then dashed to a corner as he came down. Then, ears twitching, hopped upon Nick's chest and quickly feigned sleep in a tight curl.

"I'll try to be quick," said Jude, clearly trying not to laugh. "I haven't exactly helped myself to their better stuff yet."

He shut the door behind him.

The Pikachu couldn't feign sleep through this because he loved the attention, and rolled onto his back for easier belly access.

When it came to making food, Jude's definition of quick was 'Under a half hour', and in twenty minutes there was the sizzle of hot pans under cold water. Not long after, Jude had returned with two plates -- one was a wholly vegetable stir fry that smelled strongly of ginger, the other less gingery and generously portioned with strips of seared breast meat.

Though Jude wouldn't touch the stuff himself, he knew Nick loved it and a happy Nick often meant a happier Jude. "As it turns out," he said, setting Nick's plate on the bed aside him, "These guys have a really deep fridge."

The Pikachu played dead where Nick lay him.

"Something like," said Jude, and he sat down at Nick's side to eat. "They have a normal fridge, and something that looks like a normal fridge that opens into a walk-in. I never saw anything like it. But now I know I won't starve here, hm?"

"There were at least a dozen of us out on the field," Jude answered between bites. Then a few more. "Several more that weren't there. But those were the kids that probably shouldn't have been there anyway. The Articuno guy's got two kids he adopted, and it's the girl he's with that found me wandering around here the first night. She's a scary bird, definitely wouldn't wanna cross her. Oh, nei."

"She hasn't. I'm totally harmless," Jude assured. "And no one else seems too wary."

He ate some more and contemplated his stay so far, but suddenly he giggled. "Ah, yes. One of the older kids called me fuzzy butt. I can't tell if he was being fresh."