[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

A 10kg heavy burden left Valder as she said that things were fine from her perspective, at least it should be if a social talker like her says it. Err, he thought so at least.

 Then, when she continued, half of that burden seemed to crawl back. 'A pokemon? That I have to take care of? Is this what you call a comercial?' Valder pondered a bit on what answer would satisfy the girl.
 He realised that what she was actually saying, might be, 'this is part of your job, take care of it', but wouldn't the other boy,
 Vento- no, his name was Ventus, be the one to give him that order?

 "Err, is- is this part of the job? I mean, no offense, but I don't think that spearow will find a good home in me. Sorry, is this important?"
 Valder realised he was probably digging himself a hole right now, he didn't know how to react at all. He didn't especially want the spearow, it seemed weird to him that he would take care of this bird, the ninja part seemed like more of a concern than a good thing to him.

Valder looked over at Froakie, looked back and tried to look appologetic. He was honestly getting quite err-y.

Seeing that Valder struggled to decide, she lowered the hand with the temporary ball she was offering. Not in disappointment, but rather in hope to ease things a little, since she picked up that he was feeling...uneasy
.
"No, this is not part of your job. It's as I said, I just found this Spearow on the way, took it with me because I found it wrong to leave it there fainted and decided to give it away because I would not be proper Master to it, but thought that you could be."

"It's all your decision, I'd gift that Spearow to you for free without any ulterior motives, and of course you can ask Ventus for permission of accepting Spearow first. I'll keep it with me for a little while if you change your mind, but I'll trade it away in the next town if you stay by that decision."