Ruth
He followed his eyes, seeing the beautiful nest glow, brightening the dark forest. The faint hoots of multiple Noctowl can be heard echoing throughout the forest.

"Wahaha! Looks like we lost track of time, huh? Is there anywhere you have to be? Hope I didn't keep ya too long!"
James
"Hm. Nah, I ain't got anywhere to be." Guzma muttered, not taking his eyes off the surprisingly bright electric glow of the nest. It almost seemed a bit like a strange sort of natural street lamp. He pondered on that for a moment before the reasoning hit him. Certain nocturnal Pokémon were drawn to sources of light - the Galvantula was hunting. 

The light from the mess of webbing reflected in his eyes as he stared at it, almost drawn to it himself like a Dustox or a Venomoth. You just didn't get to see this type of thing in Alola... How lucky was he that he'd actually been invited here?

"I didn't mean to keep you either... But I think I'm gonna stay a bit longer." Probably not a good idea to stay out in the forest after dark, but he couldn't quite bring himself to care.
Ruth
He shrugged, not really wanting to leave quite yet, but his stomach was saying otherwise. It seemed to growled every few minutes.

"Aren't ya hungry? Young people like you should prioritize eating, ya know?"

He got up, and stretched out, his stomach definitely agreeing. It had been a while since he ate, and while he didn't want to leave, he knew he would have to eat eventually. 

"I can pay for you, if that's an issue! Nobody here deserves to be sleeping on an empty stomach! Wahaha!"

He wasn't entirely sure if Guzma wanted to leave at all, but he was hoping that he would accept his offer. If not, he would just get some small things, and bring them back.
James
"Huh? Oh- nah. I don't eat much. Don't worry about it. I'll probably grab a snack somewhere when I get back." He wasn't even sure if he would be able to, but it didn't really matter. If it made the other man less likely to pay for him, it was for the better. He didn't like charity. The only reason he could accept donations at all was for his project, which was ultimately for his kids - and others too. Not him. But anything concerning him? He didn't have an easy time accepting help, especially not when it came to anything that needed money for. 

"These guys are huntin', y'know? I don't wanna miss it." He said, still looking up at the glowing web nest. "It was nice meetin' ya though."
Ruth
He stood still for a moment. He understood why he wanted to stay, the beauty of the forest during night time was always captivating. He would've liked to stay for longer, but his stomach wouldn't allow him to. He walked over to Guzma, and put an arm around him.

"Wahaha! I guess technically we did only just meet, but it almost felt like we've been good friends for years and years! I respect your decision, but I must eat something!"

He chuckled and smiled, as he walked towards the way he entered the forest. He couldn't help but feel guilty though, he really did wanna eat with him. There wasn't much he could do about that. Before leaving the area, he looked at Guzma one last time, with a genuine smile.

"You take care of yourself, alright? We'll meet again sometime soon!"

With one last wave, he made his way out. Unfortunately, he didn't really know where to go. Soon enough, thoug, he'd find his way out.
James
"Uh, yeah. Sure thing. You too." He responded, lifting a hand to give a small wave before turning back to the nest in the trees. 

Wattson seemed like a nice enough guy, but Guzma's social battery was pretty low. It was a surprising amount of effort to stay so civil with someone for so long, given how unused to it he was.

Finally though, it seemed he had a moment of peace again. Alone in the forest with the wild Pokémon - bugs especially. This was perfect. With eyes back on the strange light source in the trees, he made himself comfortable on the ground and settled in to wait with the Galvantula and Joltik for an unsuspecting moth Pokémon to fly too close.

Acerola stuck her head out of a bush, as she watched the fat old man leave the forest. She had been there for about 10 minutes, and she was plotting a scheme. Now that the old man was gone, her plan could begin. She would start by running around and rustling multiple different bushes, to catch his attention. Different bushes would rustle at different times, adding to the confusion. After doing this a few times, she would softly clear her throat, and try to do her best impersonation of a scary ghoul. Seeing as how she has a tendency to hang out around ghosts, the impersonation was pretty accurate.

"*Guuuuuuzmaaaa~ Guuuuuuzmaaaa~*"

At first, he assumed wild Pokémon were rustling the bushes. That was fine, not a problem. He let Golisopod out of his ball just in case something did decide to come and attack him. Between Golisopod and Ribombee, he felt safe enough to stay put to watch the nest. 

But the bushes kept rustling, in a random but persistent way that didn't like up with any kind of wild Pokémon. At least one that wasn't known for messing with people. So of course that's when the confusion set in. 

Confusion that only got worse when the voice started calling his name. Now, Guzma wasn't afraid of ghosts. He'd been through so much shit in recent years that some spectral remains of a dead person were the least of his concerns. The fact this supposed ghost knew his name was even more confusing. 

Unfortunately for Acerola, Ribombee saw this as some kind of game. Ribombee being a species able to sense aura, the bug fairy began flying back and forth above the girl's head with gleeful sounds almost like the Pokémon equivalent of giggling. Guzma watched it above the bushes, then looked down at what was below. 

"Whoever's there, you better tell me what you want or get lost, I'm tryna watch these bugs in peace."

She looked up and saw the Ribombee circling around her. Her plan was was falling apart! She wouldn't go down without a fight, however. For some reason, she got the bright idea to grab the nearest stick, and start trying to jab the Ribombee away. Of course, this would only reveal her position more.

"*U-Uh.. Oooooooo~ You've angered the dead, Guzmaaaa!~ Now we are gonna cur-* AH!"

While jabbing at the Ribombee and trying to speak in her ghoul voice, she eventually lost her footing. A loud thud could be heard, along with the rustling of the bushes that she landed on. She could very well now be seen by Guzma. She grunted, as she got back up. She stood up, and dusted herself off. Afterwards, she would cross her arms, and look away with a pouty expression.

"You're no fun!"

Ribombee continued to dance around, giggling brightly. Guzma turned to the sound of the thump. He frowned at first, even *More* Confused now. 

At least until Acerola stood up. 

"Damn, I really can't get away from you, can I?" He scoffed, shaking his head slightly as he looked up again. "Can you sit down and shut up? See that nest? They're tryna catch dinner an' you're gonna scare it away. Then they might just eat you instead."

She continued to pout, until she heard about the nest. She looked up at the Galvantula nest, and was pleasantly surprised. As much as she wanted to mess with him, she knew that this meant a lot to him. He probably didn't get to see stuff like this very often. This didn't stop her curiosity, however. Trying to make as little noise as possible, she slowly inched her way closer and closer to Guzma. Eventually, she whispered to him.

"..Who was that old guy you were talking to?"

She didn't get to see too much of their conversation, only the last bit. Even then, she didn't pay too much attention, because she was assembling her master plan, which of course, failed almost immediately.

Guzma sighed quietly as Acerola spoke up again, but at least she had lowered her voice. 

"A gym leader from Hoenn. His name's Wattson. He got lost out here and we talked." He responded, hoping that would be enough to quell her curiosity for the time being. He could see a dark shape flitting through the trees toward the light, making obvious flapping motions. 

Had Acerola been some other kid, he might've been worried about her reaction to seeing what was about to go down, but this was a girl who often communed with the dead, he had a feeling she'd take it pretty okay.

She followed Guzma's vision, and remained silent. She would wait to bother him until he was done staring at the bugs, which to be fair, would probably be a while. She definitively heard flapping noises, but wasn't entirely sure what was about to go down. Instead of saying anything, she looked over at Guzma with a slightly confused expression, then back at the dark shape.

The unidentified Pokémon slowly flapped closer, getting closer to the yellow light coming from the web nest. Once it was close enough, it was clear that it was a Mothim. 

Guzma sat up a little straighter, and a few seconds later, electrified webs shot out from the Galvantula's mouth, snaring the Mothim and delivering a powerful shock. The moth Pokémon flapped and flailed for a second, then fell still, the Galvantula slowly pulling it into the nest and out of sight. 

Only then did the bug lover let out a breath he hadn't realised he'd been holding.

She watched the whole thing unfold, not even realizing her mouth was slightly open from anticipation as she watched. As cute and cuddly some Pokémon can be, there's always another darker side, which Acerola always enjoyed. It was a lot more fascinating to her. 

"Okay, we can agree. That was pretty cool."

She was quite relieved that the Galvantula decided not to eat her. As cool as it would be to become a ghost, it probably wouldn't be the best idea at this age.

The lanky man let out a quiet chuckle at her reaction. Yeah, he thought he could trust her to be okay with it. 

"I always wanted to see 'em use their electric webs like that." He said quietly, gently taking Ribombee from where it had burrowed into the hood of his jacket, holding the fairy in his arms gently. "Relax, I ain't gonna let 'em eat you..."

"Hey, what are you doin' this far out in the forest anyway? It's late, an' you're just a kid."