Whoever said that patience was a virtue was probably some old, lazy fuck who needed an excuse to sit on his wrinkled behind a few minutes longer before getting up and going to work because boy, patience sure hadn't done Sigur any good so far; he'd opted to wait a bit further away from the gay (in both meanings of the word) teen, the scientist and whoever else had gathered around them until they were done chatting, but it had been a good ten minutes by now, and yet nothing was happening still. Weren't they supposed to get their first Pokémon and set out on an oh-so-glorious adventure? Because if the whole thing was cancelled, he'd rather appreciated to have gotten a note in advance. He wouldn't have even minded! Just... tell people about that before they travel across half the world for nothing. 

Figuring that standing around and watching the group around the scientist guy grow wouldn't do him any good in getting him off the fish-stenching dock, Sigur rolled his eyes and walked up to the others, indiscriminately pushing past whoever happened to be in his way. 

"Hey, so, are we waiting for our Pokémon to hatch or what?" He grumbled as he reached the scientist guy and some old dude who looked like a professor. Wait, yeah, he'd seen pictures of his face before. He was named after a tree or something, hailed from the Kanto region and was apparently kinda-sorta important in his field. He wasn't sure, Pokémon research had never been one of his favorite subjects. Either way... "Can we drop the chitchat and introductions for now and get a move on? Everyone's gonna have a lot of time to get to know each other while our pets smash each other to death in a battle and all."