"I'm not sure what to sign up for... well, I'm glad I could help. I'll see you around, alright?"
Grey stood from the bed and, with a little wave back at the two, left the room, making his way back to the cafeteria.
Back in the cafeteria, Grey found Pixel and the Eevee from before, but not her trainer. Both pokemon looked worried.
"I guess I should help you out, huh?" He said to the Eevee. "What's your trainer's name though?" He wouldn't be able to find her room without her name. Maybe she wasn't in her room though. He approached a nurse, both fox pokemon in tow. "Do you know who's Eevee this is? I'm not sure how to find her."
"I'll handle it, dear," said the nurse. "Thank you for your concern, hon."
"You sure?"
"I got it, hon. You can relax."
"Alright," said Grey. He somehow felt obliged to make sure that the Eevee got back to the girl, but he was so socially worn out. He didn't really want to talk about anything deep, emotional, or about his past for at least twelve hours. He took Pixel and returned to his room where he lie on his bed, staring at the cieling.