"Worry not. Making him talk is the best way to be sure he doesn't pass out. You seem to be his friend. Why don't you help me with this?" Just when Bertrand turned his attention back to Silas, someone tugs on the sick boy. "Hey, you over there! Try to be careful next time. Don't you see the young fellow here is not doing very well?"

Kamui sticks his tongue out at Bertrand. "I can see that, but I wanna get going!"

Walking up to Kamui, Kuro placed her hand on his, and softly removed his fingers from Bertrand's coat.
"You'll have to go on your own, Kamui. Silas is in no condition to go anywhere," chided Kuro.

"Mr Bertrand, I have a hard time believing that you have the boy's health in your best interests when you 'keep him talking' about things you're interested in," she continued, as she turned back to Silas, kneeling next to him.
"I don't think he needs talk. He needs a bed. Can you walk, Silas?"

"And you need to calm down, girl. Arguing between us will just make him anxious. Let's just wait here while Rebecca brings Joy. I'm pretty sure a real doctor knows what he really needs much better than you and me." Bertrand points to the corner, making a sign to his pokémon. "CLU, go tell Rebecca to hurry."

Kamui pulls a Pokeball off of his belt and releases a pink/purple Pokemon, on four legs, and with a horn. "Pointy, let's get some bus tickets." He walked over to the man, purchasing five tickets and walking back. "let's go in the morning! Another bus should show up!""

"Ya, I think so.." Silas gives up on attempting to wiggle away from everyone else but Kuro and tries to stagger to a table. "Don't worry too much. This happens sometimes."

M starts floating straight up before heading to the door, which is quite unusual for a situation like this.

"M? Where are you going? Wait up!?" Silas attempts to follow M, only to grow another shade paler.

A man walks into the Pokemon Center. His clothing are very rugged, and his hair goes down his back. He walks up to Silas and hands him a card before walking away. On the card are various shapes, clearly Unowns.

"Huh? What's this?" He reads the card

The card clearly says, "Tomorrow, go to the fair, we will be waiting, Silas. -Council of the Unown"

After an infuriatingly long wait at the counter - broken only by CLU making an appearance - Rebecca manages to find a moment to divert Joy's attention and explain their situation to her. A moment later she returns to the group with Joy and the wayward porygon in pursuit. "Thank you for taking the time to see him Joy - I understand you are a very busy person and greatly appreciate any help you can provide. The boy, Silas I believe his name is, is right here." She pauses motioning to Silas' now empty seat.

Sighing slightly she quickly scans the center before spotting the young boy standing by the exit staring at his hands. "Or instead he is over there - apparently I wasn't clear enough when I said make sure he didn't exert himself." She throws a cold glance towards Bertrand before leading Joy over to Silas. "Hmph. I suppose you're feeling much better now? Certainly enough to waste both mine and Joy's time then? Well what do you have to say for yourself?"

"There's no need to thank me, this is only part of my job." Joy then walked up to Silas, being followed by a pink Pokemon with an egg. "You don't look all that well, I think you should rest up for a little bit and we'll see how you're doing afterwards." Joy smiled.

"Alrighty.." Silas says, obviously completely worn out and maybe a tad delirious. He then lets Nurse Joy lead him wherever she sees fit.

Bertrand thinks about giving an explanation of what happened to Rebecca, but declined it, knowing that any kind of argument with the girl is futile. Instead, he just returns CLU to his pokéball and approaches Rebecca, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Did you went back to Kanto to bring this Joy?" he asks, jokingly.

Rebecca watches as Silas wander off with Joy, shaking her head slightly before jumping as Betrand places a hand on her shoulder. "Kanto? Oh right I see. No Joy was simply busy with more pressing concerns. I assume she has more important things to do then look after every trail-worn child who wanders into the center. You should be glad she was able to find time as soon as she did." She looks past Betrand and over at Silas again before sighing and turning back to her guardian. "Oh fine - I know how attached you become to these things. If it will clear your conscience I suppose we can stay a little while longer and make sure he recovers. I swear if it wasn't for me keeping us on track you would have us aiding every man, woman and child with a sad story to tell."

Joy leads Silas to the back, bringing him to a bed."Rest up, Chansey will check on you in a little bit."