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Ah, looks like he had asked an unpleasant question guessing from the reaction the redhead gave him, huh? Touya wasn’t sure what to think of the other so far. At this point, he was probably just one of those typical tourists that were too dumb to live, constantly falling into whatever trap their tour guide made up. But wait— What had he just said? His Flying-type was injured? An injured wing kept it from flying? Something inside the knight clenched together, not at all liking that such a thing had happened — or that a trainer spoke so easily of it. Part of him was irked, almost repulsed from helping the redhead.

He was disgusted. That was exactly why most people disgusted him so very much, because they took their friends for granted. Still, none of his thoughts shone through, though Touya allowed himself to furrow his brows in concern. “I- I’m sorry to hear that. Is the injury bad? A-anyway! I really hope your friend will feel better soon!”

Either way, it sure looked like he was stuck with the other boy for the time being. Of course there was the option of ditching him now, but since he planned on heading to NImbasa anyway, he could just as well accompany the redhead for a while. “Of course it’s no problem. ♪” He smiled ever so friendly, while pointing to the map. “Here, let me show you the route we’re taking, then!”

Slowly the heir shook his head at the words of concern that spilled from the other’s lips upon speaking of his pokemon. There wasn’t much to be concerned about, not to mention if he even considered being worried about the flying type, he wouldn’t really want to hear it anyway like the stubborn bird he was… Like trainer like pokemon as the saying went. Silver was going to put his faith in his pokemon and believe he was alright with this in mind, for worrying wouldn’t of done any good anyway since there was nothing he could do. All he could do was make sure Honchkrow rested and kept his energy up– which he would, of course. For the longest time, his pokemon were all he had when he wasn’t with Blue during his younger years. “The injury’s not too bad– Or that’s what he’s made me believe, anyway.” Silver assured him. “Honchkrow is stubborn, so I’m sure he’ll heal fine and will be flying again soon.”

… Though, he sure did seem to be obnoxiously cheerful for whatever reason. It was unnerving almost, though the heir had been through enough to know not to let his suspicion show and merely kept himself as calm as ever. At least he was still going to show him the way apparently, which was a good thing. Usually he would just wander until he found his way, but this wasn’t Johto and it was much bigger. Goldenrod was the biggest city there, but from what he heard, Castelia was much bigger there so surely there’d be something there he could use. That was just hopeful thinking, though.

“Thank you.” The exchanger said, nodding his head a little in thanks to the brunet’s words, holding out the map a little when his so called ‘tour guide’ pointed at it. “I’m Silver, by the way. You are…?”

(Source: rocketheir-blog)