[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Lord Windos]

Nathan takes the money, but doesn't really react in any noticeable way.  He doesn't really want to initiate any interactions with Ventus right now, and he's also anxiously waiting for both a response from his mom and the other half of his team to arrive, reviewing his surprisingly detailed notes relating to Mesprit's message and the Hog Potato Swamp...he wasn't sure how much stock to put in a local legend about an incarnation of the South Wind...there's a certain magic in the world of pokemon, yes, but...

He's stressed.  Really stressed.  On multiple fronts.  That earlier vision had shaken him quite badly...

(Probably been somewhere between 2-3 hours since the party's arrived in the village since Ventus went shopping and stuff.)

With the inordinate amount of stress and anxiety that Nathan visibly emitting with his body language and general demeanor, it didn't take an empath like Ventus to figure that the boy was not in the most optimal mental state right now. "Nathan...." the researcher slowly said, reaching out to touch his shoulder and get his attention as politely and delicately as he could, "What has gotten you into such a tizzy? I thought you would be relieved to enter civilization and have the chance to get into contact with your mother-I never got her name, did I?- , but it appears the opposite has happened. Is something else eating away at you? Its not good to keep it bottled up, so please tell me."