Espurr rather ferociously shook the piece of parchment under Willow's nose - it seemed that, despite everything, he still wanted to join with a burning passion. Whether or not he understood (or read) people's thoughts seemed to be impossible to tell from his expression, which was its usual blank-eyed glassy stare. The very moment Espurr was certain that Willow got the message, he stopped waving around the grubby piece of paper and looked around at the other members of the adventurer's guild.

There was an Evee and a Rhyhorn talking with each other by one of the shelves, a Zorua and a Honedge sulking somewhere further in the library, along with a Turtwig, and a Furrett. Thus far, there wasn't a psychic type at all; he seemed to be completely on his own. Again, it was impossible to figure out if this pleased or upset Espurr just from looks alone.

Oddly enough, instead of rushing off to make friends, Espurr sat down on the floor beside Willow and stared very intently at the piece of paper that composed the advertisement. The only visible movement he made was the slight, steady rise and fall of his chest to prove that he was still awake and alive, and the flicking of his blank eyes as he read and re-read the scrap of paper over and over and over again.