Vuduin let out a half-sigh as Rebeca ignored him, removing things that were probably quite important and stumbling out of the room. He debated alarming the doctors but Rebeca seemed already capable of walking so additional treatment would probably only bother her and wasn't needed. So instead he stepped through the wall into the room her two Pokemon were in and watched the relief rush through her. The sudden display of caring from the stalwart women felt somehow embarrassing to watch. He patted Shade gently, the ball of gas was just solid enough for the gesture to mean something, and he leaned back in the corner feeling somewhat useless. He'd been feeling that way a lot lately. Rebeca would probably get back to storming anger as soon as remembered who had made her pokemon like that in the first place. Perhaps it would be better to let someone else deal with that. Ah well, he was already here, it wasn't like he had anything better to do, the festival probably wasn't very festive right now anyway.