"War!?" Frifth hissed quietly. Their aim had been to join the group and follow it blind, hoping that it would grant them safe passage in at least one Team. But if war was on the horizon, perhaps it was best to act smart, side with the sheep Pokemon- he seemed like he had the right idea.
Ashley looked around at the small band of medics. "Are you sure you even have the resources to help me? You guys look like you're spread pretty thin, and I can take care of myself." She nodded to the other Rogues. "I'm sure they can, too. If you need us to go once we've eaten, just say so, okay? My Treecko will put up a fight, but he'll go. And I'm sure we all will too, right?"
The Trainer and electrician both nodded to her, though neither wanted to travel again at the moment.
(OOC: Spear heard the words in a different order to how they were spoken...)





