**Sebastian and Quazar, Ayero, Ladyl Woods**

Sebastian coughed a little as the dust from Quazar's attacked blew over the area, but when it settled he took a look at the Skarmory, a satisfied smile coming over his face. Yeah, that thing wasn't coming to anytime soon. He was going to walk over and put the thing out it's misery, when he heard one of the kids they had saved sscream out. Looking in that direction, he saw that Aleida seemed to be a bit worse for wear at the moment. Seeing her in that state brought to mind very unpleasant memories of the day House Liastine had been attacked, or to be more to the point, how his sister had been cut down in cold blood by one of the invading soldiers. It was at this moment that Quazar, watching from on high, decided to add his two cents on the situation.

[color=lightgreen][i][b]You should help her[/b][/i][/color]

[color=green][i]'Why the hell should I do that, she's was a means to an end, and it's her own fault she got injured'[/i][/color]

[color=lightgreen][i][b]And yet, you seem to want to help her[/b][/i][/color]

[color=green][i]'No, I don't'[/i][/color]

[color=lightgreen][i][b]Yes, you do[/b][/i][/color]

Sebastian growled at Quazar's annoying insistence, before finally giving in to the legendary dragon. [color=green][i]'Fine, but remember that I'm only doing this to get you to shut up.'[/i][/color]

[color=lightgreen][i][b]Whatever makes you happy[/b][/i][/color] Quazar said in an annoyingly victorious tone

Ignoring the dragon, Sebastian approached Aleida, kneeling down beside her to inspect her wounds. They were pretty ugly ones, but not  beyond his ability. Since he was a wanderer, he usually had to rely on him self for medical attention, thus he had made sure to study it to the best of his ability. While he was no professional, he could patch people up rather well, and had a great amount of knowledge of medicinal plants and substances. Reaching into his belt pouch, he pulled out some bandages, made from Galvantula silk. The slight electrical charge natural present in the fabric would help numb the pain of the wound. He slathered the underside of it with a salve carrying a mixture of Oran and Sitrus berries, more effective on Pokemon, but it would help the wounds heal faster and keep them from getting infected. He then applied them, tying them nice and tight to help staunch the bleeding. Once he had finished, he brought out his canteen, and held it up for her to take a drink.

[color=green]"Here, take a drink so you don't faint."[/color] he didn't look at her staring at the small Pokemon in her lap, a Zorua a rare pokemon indeed, that would fetch a high price. But that thought didn't cross his mind, as when he saw this little creature, he saw himself, all alone wondering what had happened to his family, why this had happened to him. [color=green]"I assume this is the reason the Pokemon you were talking about has been acting out, so lets hurry up and get it to her. Poor thing is probably scared to death at the moment."[/color] His voice was soft and gentle as he spoke, his eyes losing their hardness and rigidity.