[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Lord Windos]

"...Well, it looks like I got my hand caught in the cookie jar, so to speak. *Sigh* Say what you will about my spying, but I wouldn't have to do it in the first place if you didn't keep hiding stuff from me. How am I supposed to help not only you, but the rest of the group if I'm keeped out of the loop?" Ventus says, looking resigned at the expect emotional response from the young trainer. People didn't like it when they other butt in on their business, or so he heard.

"I know things are...tense between us due to my earlier actions, but how can I make things better between us if you never give me the time of day? If we are going to journey together, we at least have to be able to talk. I'm...I'm sorry Nathan," Ventus says, looking sad and tired at the same time. The Flowers incident has been taking it toll on him too, it appears. He watches Nathan walk away to the RV, before slowly trudging after him. No need to royally anger him more by being in his personal space, really. He sat down in the van, awaiting the rest of the group's decision. 'I just desperately hope that Vince is ok,' Ventus though, just keeping his head down for the time being.