Steven, walking alongside Eleyna in their stroll simply looked to the sky and replied to her question.<span style="color: #006666"><b>"Now that you mention it, I suppose I don't. With all that's been going on, it's been difficult to say anything at all. I find it better to stay quiet about things you just can't understand, it helps alleviate any prolonged panicking or worry about similar encounters to come."</b></span><br/><br/>Tyrogue was so bored of the lack of Pokemon that he punched a nearby tree to relieve the stress, leaving a small imprint of his fist into it. Steven pulled out his Pokeball in order to call him back,<span style="color: #006666"><b>"Alright, alright. Let's get you some rest. I swear, Tyrogue can be such a handful like a hyperactive little brother." </b></span><br/><br/><span style="color: #006666"><span style="color: #006666"><span style="color: #000000">The lack of anything around the mass amounts of vegetation prompted Steven to engage in some casual conversation in order to speed up their trip, especially with the amounts of stops he would make in order to mark their trail.</span></span><b><span style="color: #006666"> <b>"I hope this weather lasts." </b></span></b><span style="color: #000000">He said.</span></span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>