Spruce made up his mind and eventually settled for a middle option - we'd leave for a less obvious room, but not without trying to retrieve the items from the room ahead. I wasn't hungry considering I had already eaten, but I know everyone else sure hasn't. Anyway, he chucked out a pair of vine whips from under his supposed leaf coat, and stealthy yanked a bunch of bruised apples right under the room's inhabitants, leaving a bunch of fruit by Spruce's feet. He certainly looked a bit off, wilting in fact. I could tell since I lived with a bunch of plant Pokemon for a while, and knew how a majority of them lived.

"Alright, you guys go eat them." I said, brushing away metallic dust on my face. Seemed as if my purple scar was finally receding somewhat, no longer feeling any bumpy ridges on the corners of my magnets. I moved on ahead with Anthony to look around the place, taking care not to draw attention from any hidden Pokemon. I drifted around in the heat and air, noting the rows of useless air vents tacked onto walls. Everything seemed to clash together, from the anodised steel and chrome streaks being forced together and walls being made out of literal junk. A few computers from the old world, scraps of inventions that weren't supposed to be for Pokemon to use... there was a distinct copper taste in the air, and just looking at the rust belts and charred pieces of metal sticking out from walls didn't help. "Anthony, you need anything?" I asked, wanting to break the silence as I stopped moving around, remaining stationary in the air but shifting my eye around for anything suspicious.