How strange, he thought, that there were both sunflowers and sunflora. Both were beautiful in their own ways, but it struck him as he paused to examine a big yellow blossom growing near the inn that some pokemon looked an awful lot like other things. If a sunflora ate sunflower seeds were they cannibals? More importantly, if he decided to use sunflowers in his spa, what would the sunflora say? And what of roses and lillies? There was no way business would thrive if he couldn't use flowers!
Frowning as he ran possible solutions through his head, Gris was snapped out of his dilemma by a panicked Gardevoir. Grey eyes widened. He hadn't been in Melburn that log, but the people were kind and got to know him right away. Besides, if he was going to open up a facility in the town, he needed the support of the locals. In other words, he would have to give a little elbow grease and lend a paw. Who was Rin? The youngsters of Melburn raced through his mind like wildfire. Was it that perky swablu? No, that was Haven, the other one. The jittery joltik? That UNBEARABLE STUPID MISDRREAVUS WHO WOULDN'T LEAVE HIS POOR TAIL ALONE?! Because if it was her he wasn't going to help. At all.
He suddenly lit up. The little quiet one! He could never remember her. "Oh, your ralts?" Gris hummed thoughtfully. What were they doing outside so early in the first place? Being out in the morning must have been better than in the evening, but when he was a swaddled little furball, his mama-cino never let him out of her sight! Something bad could happen to toddlers who wander. He hadn't seen anyone shady around town, though, so maybe the girls had decided to run off. He of all pokemon knew how easy it was to lose track of the world.
The difference was Gris could defend himself alright, or at least run away fairly quickly. On the other hand, he wasn't sure that Rin could even see from under her mushroom cap. "We should start looking around now. I'm sure they're off playin' somewhere but if they are in trouble, we need to get to them ASAP! I was just on my way to the forest, kinda so I'll keep an eye out for her then!" Gris was all by his lonesome, but so far he hadn't met any pokemon who had pursued him when he ran. Worst case scenario the two had fallen into a hole or something and he could pull them out with his tail.