Route 28|Late Morning
Yoru frowned as he realized that Oliver's answer would leave him with the candle. Did he even know the floating wick's name? No. Didn't recall ever hearing it so guess not. He didn't mind letting Oliver pick the groups, hell he was happy he wasn't with the feathered asshole, but foraging? On a freaking mountainside? They would have to go all the fuck way back down just to find anything and then it would take a lot of effort to get anything of substance back up to where they were currently. The only thing they would find up here was a lot of fucking rocks. "We'll go this way. Meet back here in a few hours." Yoru's grimaced as the stupid bird insisting on bossing him around like he was in charge. “Che. Good luck with that,” he commented as they departed.
Yeah he didn't want to do this.
Blink's frown deepened as Oliver and Brig made their way to find, well, whatever it was they were looking for. Supplies? Such as? He was a ghost who refused to feed on his only food source because it would make him a monster. But he supposed the rocks and logs would do for the barricade so maybe he could go find something like that? Yoru didn't seem like he would be much use with the angry way he was hunching his shoulders so Blink took it upon himself to begin the search on his own.
"Hey candle." Blink looked back to the Umbreon and eyed him curiously. What did he want. "The hell was your name again?" Blink fell to the ground in exasperation.