"Sure," Max said. "Thank you."
The Gardevoir nodded, smiling, pleased to be of help, and began to lead them into the village.
Jacob and Derek accompanied them, the former trusting the Psychic-type, and the latter still unsure.
Some houses were built on short stilts, to keep them from the mud below, and the Gardevoir seemed to be leading them to one such building.
Jenny thought the houses on stilts were amazing. She had never seen anything even close to such before.
Max was trying to figure out the probability of the Gardevoir being evil based on general species information. Gardevoir are known for being benevolent... and their type is... Oh, great.
The Gardevoir certainly seemed to have no evil intentions, and also seemed to be refraining from using any kind of psychic ability. Once inside the building, they were greeted by an Ivysaur- presumably the Gardevoir's aforementioned husband.
"We have guests!" he declared, apparently just to confirm it to himself. "We never get guests all the way out here!"
"Hello!" Jenny said.
Max, who had no way of knowing that the Gardevoir wasn't using her Psychic abilities, couldn't help but wonder about Roy. Unless he is, as that overexcited Mudkip suggested, sad about something and voluntarily not speaking, then he's mute. So if the Gardevoir can read minds, then she could potentially tell us what he's trying to say. Unless she lied. No, he would make it know to us if she did. But she could hypnotize him... There I go overthinking things again. With a mind-reader in the room.
The Gardevoir looked at him for a moment, then smiled mildly mirthfully and looked away again, potentially having heard what he had just been thinking. The Ivysaur, meanwhile, was looking at Derek pensively.
"Um...Naw, it can't be...but I swear I've seen you somewhere before," he said, at last.
"Really? I cannot the same of you to say."
"Hrm...That accent definitely rings a bell...Never mind. Forget I said anything."
"Ah...A Samurott with a funny accent called...uh...Jens! That was it. Is Jens your father?"
"Ja." Derek nodded.
"Oh, right. Then I have met you before; you were a baby at the time, but still..."
"Wow," Jenny said. "Everyone knows your dad, huh?"
Max was at this point trying not to think about anything at all. Of course, when one does such a thing, it is bound to fail, and he did.
Not comfortable around my kind, are you? the Gardevoir asked him telepathically, all of a sudden. But as anyone who knows me will testify, it's pretty easy to get used to. I'm not going to spy on your thoughts or anything like that, so there's nothing to worry about.