[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Dragonstrike]

Ventus blinked in surprise, a little shocked at his oblivousness of the entire group at hand, before he grimanced. Putting a hand to his face, he just sighed to himself in disappointment. He seemed to deflate a bit, some of the tension that was filling him dispersing in the miasma "I've forgotten the others in need while just focusing on our friend Shiva. It appears I've let my worry dominate my thought to the exclusion of everyone. Forgive me of this, Nathan," Ventus said, apologizing to the young trainer for his bullheadedness.

When he heard Nathan offer to lend his Ralts to him, Ventus almost jumped out of his skin. Instantly his mood changed from stressed out anger to nervous tension; hardly an improvement in anyone's eyes. "Are you...sure about this Nathan? Let us be frank, you don't exactly have complete trust in my...character. I think I'll just wait with you here, and watch after Plusle if that alright with you," he said, looking a bit skittish about the entire subject. Before Nathan could respond, however, Ventus hurried over to Plusle to check on its condition- and to avoid an akward subject.

'Heavens knows I shouldn't be entrusted with the care of his Pokémon; I'm liable to do something that blackens me even more in his eyes. Best stay here and watch over the rest, than cause anymore problems,' Ventus sadly thought, before moving on to looking over the Miltank. Reshirem, please guide Shiva back to us...

"Ventus, we NEED to find Shiva.  NOW.  Ralts seems to trust you just a little bit more after our last exchange, and I told you I wouldn't let my opinions get in the way of whatever happened here before we went in.  I don't think he'll mind going with you for a short while.  And he can help you fend off the wild pokemon as well."

Nathan's just staring at Ventus again.  

"Pull yourself together.  There will be time for remorse and anger with each other later.  We need to focus on getting to Ginger Town, or at the very least, out of this swamp.  We can't do that if we're all babbling like fools because we can't agree on a course of action." 

Ralts can feel the determination oozing from Nathan, and is even starting to mimic it a little.  The little pokemon goes up to Ventus and hugs his leg again.  Now was not the time for fighting amongst themselves.