Lilycove was still in bad shape. It was doing better, yeah, but it was still doing badly. He wasn't really sure why, of all the places in the region, this city felt the most like his 'proper' place to be. Whenever things were fixed up he was really considering to purchasing a small home for himself somewhere on the outskirts. For now, though, he would simply do his best to help the city recover.

Today's help was handing out food to the citizens who needed it. He had been working since that morning with some borrowed equipment and had many large pots of some basic but hearty stews to hand out in cups. There was a renovation effort nearby, two of his own pokemon busy hauling things around there, in an attempt to pick up some of the rubble of certain buildings and clear ground for repairs.

Things had picked up for a while but had calmed down now. Still, Ezekial found himself a bit harried since he was at his booth on his own. He was sure that it would pick back up again soon and really lamented not having some helps.