Celia
*Augustine stared over in the general direction for a few minutes as the situation seemed to resolve itself with the large mass of what seemed like people slowly moving away from the mansion and down to the airport area where they'd originally come from. He was certain that the island wasn't supposed to hold that many people and so they'd probably come for... Some reason or another. Turning fully back to Leon, he gave him something of a shrug as his Zoroark slowly wandered over to stand a few feet in front of him, where it had been when the battle started.* "Not sure what the commotion is— should we just continue on or do you want to check it out and resume this another time?"
Robbie
The man of research probably would be more interested to see what problem garnered that much amount of people. Leon is also curious as to why and he wouldn't mind checking it out if it called for something more exciting. He always had a thing for coming in and appearing like a hero since young. "If you're distracted, Professor ~~like the last two days~~ let's end the the match here. Besides, I bet someone who isn't much a battler himself wouldn't want to waste time with me, huh?" He gives the other male a cocky smirk and a wink before withdrawing Mr. Rime back to his ball without further discussion. Battle maniac or not, what event caused those mobs could be something serious. He'd turn to Charizard to retrieve his cape almost slowly as if to signify he dismisses Augustine to go ahead first.
Celia
*He only gave him a smirk back as he recalled his Zoroark. Grabbing the last ball on his belt, he threw it up in front of him and out came his Garchomp, which after looking around a little, nuzzled him.* "Yes yes, it's nice to be out right? I need to get down there." *Garchomp nodded and knelt down allowing Sycamore to get on, clearly knowing what he was doing as his feet found grooves to rest on in his Dragon-type's figure.* "Alright, take me down there please." *Another nod and a small cry as Sycamore smiled at Leon, the dragon leaped off the cliff before sharply banking, moving through the air at high speeds. ~~And who said ground types couldn't fly?*~~