[b][center][h2][color=f26522]Xavier[/color][/h2][/center][/b]
Xavier spent several minutes waiting for Greed to show up. Wondering where he was, guessing maybe he was hiding again. While looking outside the window for some time, until he was given a rather obvious clue. As Greed's pokeball suddenly flew up into the air hovering over his bag briefly. Greed was able to tell he was being searched for, deciding to show exactly where he was so Xavier would no longer worry about him. As Xavier looked and walked over noticing it floating, before dropping back into his bag. As Greed remained silent, still feeling miserable after what occurred the night before.

[i][color=f26522]“Man, he must be really upset over what he did back at the museum. Damn, now I feel guilty about this...if I didn't go in the first place he wouldn't be like this.” [/color][/i]Xavier thought, concerned knowing how seldom Greed had actually stayed inside his pokeball voluntary. Even when he's ordered to stay there, it's still a very slim possibility he'll stay there for very long. Deciding not to ask any questions, He went to grab all his pokemon. Putting them into his jacket pocket, figuring they were hungry and could use some breakfast and afterward train or play in the fields nearby the city, maybe battle against trainer. Despite his rather bad experience last night, he wouldn't let that stop him from enjoying his time in Vertigo City, concluding since he just arrived last night, might as well stay for a little while longer and enjoy the scenery before moving on.

After making the bed and fixing his hair, Xavier headed outside the door, with all his stuff. Not taking him very long after going outside to locate and head inside a restaurant, simply because it smelled good just walking by the place. Ordering something for himself and his pokemon, to go. Wanting to head to the field before it got too crowded. Handing the money over, waiting as he was smiling politely. Happy that is seemed like it was nice day outside, while trying to not worry too much about Greed. Figuring if it was important, Greed would tell him about it. Casually standing around until he was handed a brown paper bag with the food inside. Leaving the restaurant and running outside the city going to the fields.