"I am, yes" Reyes would reply at the young man's inquiry. a tanned hand would grasp the other's outstretched hand, the business handshake up to par. the other 'citizens of the boat' transporting them had waded past them to their own respected greeters. he was left with Rowan Wrynn. "a pleasure, Rowan."

much better than the submarine. 

a light chuckle escaped his lips. "is that so?" Reyes begins, releasing Rowan's hand to scratch his chin "well, I shall not be in a hurry to check that out" the new Headquarters though "were you there when Rocket took the city?" he asked the young man, glancing around the surroundings. he was curious to hear of the strategy.

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it was quite clear Rowan Wrynn did not want to speak of his 'actions' in the raid. but Reyes was not going to press him for his specific participation anyway. "not to worry" he says to the young man "my curiosity is only for the tactics involved; it is most helpful if I am selected to participate in something big later on." he needed to know how Rocket worked in Hoenn. there were too many unfamiliar grounds. Avatars. Legendries. he had no interest in 'godhood'. but it was still good to know these things.

but follow he would.

slipping into a bar near the docks, Reyes glanced once around. there were a few fellows and ladies from the ship here, talking already and ordering something to calm their stomachs. "she's fine" the man would state regarding Rowan's Inteleon "it's better to be cautious" though this statement would probably not earn him brownie points with the water-type. not that he cared anyway. "a ginger beer." he adds when a waiter/ess comes to collect their order.

the sea sickness is still swimming in his gut.

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