Frifth hunched closer to his Sister. A Sceptile was much bigger than they were, and it looked much stronger, too. If they needed to, they would be ready to run. Although it did seem that the Mareep knew him, so maybe they'd be safe...
The Trainer watched the pickpocket from the corner of his eye, frowning slightly. The man had returned to the infirmary along with the girl's Treecko and the Magma cook bringing in the rest of the food. He definitely looked worse than before; they'd probably need to stick around for at least a little while, until he was travel-ready. Or leave him here... But they'd need to discuss that on their own.

