Poor girl had been through a lot, and while the blonde walked with his fingers laced behind his head, he kept an eye on her. She seemed to be a bit more stressed then she was letting on and his instinct told him to keep an eye no her. It didn’t take long before she admitted what had happened. And her expression showed discomfort as she seemed to be reliving her experience.

“Well that sucks you had to go through that.” He began with a nod, his blue gaze turning forward finally, “But you have someone who wants to protect you, that much is obvious.” His mention of the protective pokemon in his arms made his Pikachu perk up. “Yeah yeah.” He said giving the pokemon a gentle push with his foot. “And it’s obvious that you want to protect your pokemon as well or you wouldn’t be in a panic to get to a pokecenter. That is a good quality.”

“Pika!” The Pikachu said with a nod of his little head as they arrive to the exit of the forest. “It’s just up this road.” Spark said with confidence. “Did you know that the group you probably ran into was most likely collecting food for the Beedrills that are about to be born? When the beedrills hatch they are typically starving and in the wild, the already hatched beedrills will collect food and bring it back to the soon to hatch ones; they cannot really fend for themselves since they will be so weak at the hatching stage. That’s most likely why you were attacked because the Kakunas are about to hatch and they cannot defend themselves because of their state.”

“Oops…” He said innocently as he ran a large hand through his blonde hair in embarrassment. “Sorry… that doesn’t justify their actions towards you though…” There he goes again… talking without thinking. Poor guy’s a bit of a space-case.