It was a relief when they finally left the forest.  The long trek had been brutal on him as an injured, but he had left Bulbasaur out to clear the way for them with the others.  The native pokemon was by far the most effective.  His vine whips and razor leaf attacks easily cleaving through the underbrush.  After the first half hour or so, Jake actually got the Bulbasaur to practice his aim.<br/><br/>Jake convinced the bulbasaur to aim his razorleaf attacks for the crook of some branches in the way of the traveling group.  To aim for where the wood was weakest.  To where the weak point in the strong old wood was.  Aim for finding the weakpoint in something strong.  He was needing to prove to the bulbasaur that listening to him would get him stronger.  It was still iffy, but it seemed that the bulbasaur was actually getting what he was trying to show him.  At least he thought he was getting through to the headstrong bulbasaur.<br/><br/>As soon as they were in the sunlight, outside the fields of a farming town.  Then there was a flurry of motion that led to the trainer that they had saved being taken in and treated for his injuries.  Past that point, there was nothing for Jake to do.  While they waited, He found a place against a wall to sit and rest.  Almost immediately passing out from everything they had gone through.  The only time Jake woke up after that was when he felt someone’s weight lean against him.  That made him open his eyes and look.  Naomi seemed to have fallen asleep as well, at least he thought she did.  Jake didn’t do anything after that though.  He needed the rest, and was too tired to care at all.<br/><br/>After that he only woke up when people actually came out to speak with them.  The old man who seemed to run this village, and owned the house they were in at the moment.  Him standing there and starting to talk with Elayna woke Jake up.  He stayed quiet for the most part.  Just listening and only throwing in his own insight to the story.<br/><br/><span style="color: green">“A bath… in a host spring would feel amazing after the last few days.”</span>He muttered, struggling to his feet and soon following others to the bath.  There was little he was thinking beyond the fact that he needed to wash off, maybe get some sleep, and some new cloths.  Maybe he could help tomorrow to earn some money to buy what he needed.  But he had no energy to actually do any work.<span style="color: green">“I wonder what their Onsen is like.  It has been a long time since I have been in one.  It would feel so amazing after the last few days.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>