[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Lord Windos]

"Ventus, back room please.  I think we need to have a quick talk."

There's no anger in his tone and emotions.  Just...exhaustion.

The researcher tilts his head at the boy, that polite smile still firmly etched into his face as he thought over their request for a moment, before he straightened up and clasped his hands together and simply said: "Alright then. We'll conduct the trade after we talk. Lead the way, Nathan." Ventus was inscrutable and unreadable as he followed the young trainer to one of the ubiquitous back rooms all Centers, taking a seat at the opposite end of the table where Nathan choose to sit with nary a hint of negativity or malcontent on that pleasant expression he was donning. He just kept his silence as he stared at the boy, arms resting loosely along his sides, waiting for them to speak their piece.