Mumbling "I was getting to that," in a sulky undertone that did not at all suit her, Jess firmly gripped the Revive crystal with both hands, for which she set down her Pokedex on the gravel path. Her irritation manifested itself in a touch of roughness, making what ought to have been ginger placement into a soft toss. Had it landed on its screen it would have most certainly been scratched, but luckily only its case hit the tiny pebbles. The girl snapped the gem with ease, releasing a spray of violet powder that settled over her fainted Pokemon, momentarily painting his fuzzy cyan coat a comical, purple-speckled blend. Nothing appeared to happen. Jess's patience, already sapped by the loss, deteriorated quickly, but before she could voice her annoyance Belial gave a squeaky cough and lifted his head. Forgetting her ire, Jess's face lit up, and she smiled again. "There we are. Feeling better, little guy?" She held out a palm to the Zubat, and he climbed aboard.

Standing up straight, Jess simultaneously realized she had both risen too quickly and developed a bit of a cramp in a hip. As such, she paused a moment longer before replying. In that moment, she considered ignoring Miu, but decided to prove she was the better person by being as helpful as possible. "Nope, just the Pikachu. I could probably help you look for one, though. Shouldn't take too long; I saw a couple of them playing around the trees when I first passed through." Though most Pokemon were unknown to the girl, she knew the elemental monkeys because a Day Care client she made friends with years ago owned all three varieties. Pansage was her favorite, since green was her favorite color, and it always gave her a clump of herbs from its tuft when she made it laugh.

Nearby, a bug-type Pokemn rested in a bush. Until now it had remained stationary and hidden in the foliage, but as some errant particles entered its air intake it felt the uncontrollable urge to sneeze. As it did, it exuded a blast of powder from its pupa, throwing off the leaves and twigs that had block it from the new trainer's sight. Suddenly exposed, the Spewpa wheezed once more and began to inch its way toward another bush.

The tiny, colorful explosion caught Jess's eye. "Hey, there's something. Not any of the Pans, though. Doesn't look very tough; I bet we could take it, huh, Bel?" After a somewhat tentative squeak from her Pokemon, Jess turned back toward Miu. "Or...we could get looking for your Pansage. Pansear, I mean."