Lucas grunts. "You don't look like you're in a position to repay debts of any kind, let alone saving your life. Don't worry about it, I just aim to travel and become the best."<br/><br/>As he works on the tent, Twee the Combusken hops from place to place to help with important parts of the setup process. Dave, on his end, slithers over to Lucas and steals the third and final of Lucas' pokéballs.<br/><br/>"Oi, Dave, what are you doing!?" Lucas yells after him, but being in a somewhat vital place in the tent setup process, he cannot move. Dave chuckles, and somehow manages to release the pokémon within.<br/><br/>The pokémon turns out to be a Ralts, and a very large one at that. Nearly half again as large as the average Ralts, this one was quite clearly a male, and a strong one at that. The Ralts looks at Draco for a split second before dashing off to find itself some food.<br/><br/>"Great work, Dave. Now we won't see Galvin for hours."<br/><br/>Dave chuckles.