Gardevoir's head was aching as she began to wake again. Above her was the moon still in the sky and the stars beaming around it. She looked down, realizing a recently bandaged Surskit was on her lap, having cuddled up to sleep apparently after their astounding loss. She realized they weren't on Route 118 now, though the area was now surrounded by tall grass and trees, which was confusing to her. She then saw Rob asleep under one of the trees along with various potions lying around. She could tell he did his best to heal them without the aid of a Pokémon Centre, but she doubted a light shocking would have caused any major damage on her. She stood up, her leg protesting in pain, but she ignored the pain like always and went over to the bag she had been carrying for most of the journey, grabbing the medicine in it and taking a few of the pills.
"Hmm...? Gardevoir? Good morning," Rob spoke up, having been awoken from hearing her rustling through the bag. It seemed that he was a very light sleeper. He realized it was probably a little before morning. Gardevoir felt awful herself from having at least a thousand volts of electricity ravage her into an unconscious state. "Garde," she responded. Rob recalled Surskit to its, Pokéball thinking it preferred to be carried in that capsule. "I'm sorry about the fight. Like I said, I'm more of a berry farmer. But hey. This might cheer you up," he exclaimed, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a folded piece of paper. He began unfolding it. The paper got bigger within each second of unfolding, crunching and tiny ripping noises. Revealed to Gardevoir at last was a large map.
"Mount Pyre is just past this route!" Rob exclaimed. Route 122 was immediately after where they were. She learned then that he had brought her all the way to Route 123 on his own, though not being overweight probably made it an easy task in itself. "The sun'll be up soon. Do you want to get going?" Rob offered. She crouched down, picking up the bag and throwing it over her shoulder, agreeing to continue forth. She thought she could do nothing but rest once at their destination. She walked side by side with her presumed false friend who had done a lot more for her than she could even repay him for.
The route was more and more heavy brush with a few small hillsides, which they found out the hard way by travelling from one patch of grass and tumbling down into another field of tall grass. It hadn't done much to harm them thankfully and the Pokémon on the route were not that active tonight. She wanted to become suspicious of the use of repels, but she so far hadn't been noticing any of the effects of a repel, so she just presumed he was lucky. "You've… been through a lot, haven't you?" he asked. "Garde?" she raised an eyebrow, not wanting to go on another trip into her memories like she had been doing lately in her zone outs. "You act like you have nothing but nightmares in your sleep, and you are a lot more aggressive and at the same time friendly than most wild Pokémon," he continued further into his reason to his query. "If you don't wanna talk about it, I'm sorry. I just would like to at least know you're stable…" he started to stray from the conversation like he was talking to himself.
"Voir…" she sighed, nodding. Travelling with him this long, he at least deserved acknowledgement that she was not entirely stable past trauma, resurrecting itself in her memories. And that was when it began to come into sight. A huge, mountainous piece of land, floating among the tides of water that was cut off from the mainland. Gardevoir watched as Rob summoned Surskit from its Pokéball. The tiny water bug was still asleep, just curled up on the ground. "Hey, Surskit. Sorry, but we need you again," he apologized while stroking its head, trying to get it to wake up. The tiny Pokémon just begrudgingly looked at them, not able to become as hyper as last time after the battle knockout yesterday.
After spending another bit of time, Surskit had done like before and allowed them to grab him one at a time, pulling them across to the island of Mount Pyre. Once ashore, Rob was panting, his dripping wet sweater getting a bit heavy now from absorbing water, and that was just an indication of how sick he was of swimming. Gardevoir felt like the cold water was a way of fully waking her, but her leg pain was like a nerve system alarm clock. Rob recalled Surskit to its Pokéball. "Well… we finally made it," Rob sighed in relief. It had barely taken a day or so in time, but it felt like a lot longer than that.
But, they couldn't enjoy it much. Rob was more than aware that he would have to wait for his sister to arrive, and he doubted she would be here at five in the morning. "How about I try to cook some berry soup for us?" he suggested. The only food they had left were berries that he hadn't used in case of poisoning or various other ailments that Pokémon could affect each other with. Surskit jumped in joy of the idea for breakfast.
Gardevoir shook her head. "Garde…" she sighed while taking another pill, beginning to head up the nearby steps, doing her best to compensate with the leg pain. "Right. We'll wait here…" Rob called out to her, looking back to his tiny blue Pokémon that just looked worried, hoping his psychic friend would be alright on her own at least. He knew that wild Pokémon were still around Mount Pyre.