She wasn't much for words, but then again if he were vomiting as she were he wouldn't be up for speaking either. [color=0072bc]"Uh, that's squared away then.[/color] If this wasn't awkward then he didn't know what was. One simply doesn't have a casual conversation with someone who was heaving chum into the ocean for the water-type Pokemon, but luckily Ferris had an out for this situation. [color=0072bc]"Well, your survivalist is with my group and I'm fairly certain they're on shore already so let's go meet them, shall we? Oh, give me your bag; you don't look, uh, well enough to carry anything."[/color] He said, offering an outstretched hand to her if she felt like taking his offer. '

Regardless if she followed him or not, he had returned his Pokemon to their Pokeballs and walked off the ship onto the new world, a green land almost untouched by modern civilization. While his hand was itching to take photos of the scenery, his main priority was to find his group though it actually wasn't that hard of a search when there was a line of people not far off assumingly signing wavers that whatever happens to them on this island is not their sponsor's fault. He didn't see the rest of the group, but he did find a very familiar braggard. [color=0072bc]"Yo, survivalist. Did you sign us all up already?"[/color] Ferris asked as he approached the Unovan.