Margo exchanged the same look at Indigo, not quite sure she was seeing the same thing as him. Why were the pages all blank? Were they written in some sort of ink that wasn't visible to the naked eye? She bristled at Indigo's question, not sure if that could have anything to do with this but something sent a shock through her nerves at the idea. Asking her what they should do next, the teen quirked her mouth. I mean... what should they do next? 

Thankfully, Indy had a brilliant idea and thus she gave a quick affirmative nod as she put the book into her backpack delicately--taking extra care to push some of the extra things she had in it to the side to protect it. Following Indy's lead, she smiled politely at the grumpy-looking librarian as he turned around and looked them over. 

Following his gaze, Margo stared at the tree as he spoke about its history, holding her backpack straps. By the time he was done and Margo looked at him once more, the man's frown was still plastered on his face. Glancing in Indigo's direction, she made a face that said [i]'sheesh.'[/i]

But the two left the library, and began to ponder what to do next. She peeked over Indigo's shoulder as he searched the map on his pokedex. She couldn't say she wasn't surprised that Indigo wanted to walk ten hours to Jimmal, but maybe he was full of surprises to learn about.  

[color=mediumseagreen][b]"Sounds like a plan to meeee~"[/b][/color] She sung the last word, drawing it out a bit as she took the sandwich offered to her. Margo was ready to scold Indy for not remembering what the old man said about the bag, but apparently he was also a better listener than she thought. [color=mediumseagreen][b]"Yea, sure, I'm ready to not feel my legs for the next couple days,"[/b][/color] Giving a nonchalant shrug, Margo took a bite of her sandwich and began to make her way towards Jimmal, Winding Path taunting the two trainers before they even started.