"Pffft. Wow, you guys don't even try to step into someone else's shoes... Er, fins. You just gang up on 'em. I may have seen enough things in my thieving career but that's just low." He frowned with disdain. "And if I'm not mistaken, you're injured as well." Zeqme frowned even more. "Quite obviously, traveling for over two weeks with no food and rest does that." he muttered with a hint of annoyance.
"Undead or not, we owe our lives to each other tonight." Wait, what the fuck did the fossil mean by that? Owe his life to these... These... Infected? "We need to get moving, but our new grey friend over here is not going to be able to move far alone. As rude as his manners are, I'd hate to leave him here to die. Nor should we run him to exhaustion. I say we make some progress, then rest when we reach Victory Road." Zeqme sighed. "Oi, don't drag me in. I'm just going to be dead weight- death's waiting for me." he looked away for a bit. "I'd reckon there'll be plenty of immensely strong undead at Victory Road. If you don't mind me asking, why are you even trying to go there? As far as I know it's basically just a huge cave system along with a league building that doesn't have many valuables. They might have one or two bags of pokefood and berries but that's it."
"And oi." he attempted to catch the Gorebyss' attention. "Nice argument. Haven't had a good one in months." he stated a little flatly, sending an aqua ring off to the pink Pokemon. "Apologies."
[OOC: Will probably be putting Zeqme in Inactive, but I'll stick for a little bit since I just got here."