(OOC: New character introduced! Please DO NOT bunny it, as it is NOT an NPC!)
After Chaud finished texting the Professor and holstering his device after shutting it off, he patted the Jigacho's back and asked, "Need anything buddy? You look a bit pale to me."
The Jigacho attempted to sit as straight as he could on Chaud's shoulders, as he whimpered, "J- Jig... Jig..."
Chaud gave him a light stroke, as he stated, "Come on Jigacho, there's no need to lie here. I can see that you look like you're about to cry since your eyes tell me you're scared to death. If you're not feeling alright, just tell me straight up. No need to cover it up like the those T-man now. Nod if you understand and shake your head if you don't."
The Jigacho gave a dubious nod towards Chaud after wiping some sweat from his head. His tail perked up towards the sound of perhaps a song faintly coming from the tall grass in the distance, as he tugged on Chaud's bag once again. Chaud politely nodded at the Jigacho and asked, "Is there something wrong? You're shaking like a little kid that's about to let it out..."
The Jigacho pointed towards the tall grass, as Chaud replied, "So, there's something going on over there huh? Well I suppose I better investigate before it gets too dark. Least I got two lights in case if things go black."
Chaud silently walked towards the tall grass after realizing that the wild Pokémon were beginning to prepare for the night, as he took full advantage of the dozing Pokémon being oblivious to his presence. After making his way towards the source of the barely perceptible noise, Chaud's eyes widened towards the small, but certainly peculiar Pokémon playing what seemed to be made entirely of a mysterious kind of bamboo known only to few in mankind. The bamboo seemed to be the finest of the fine upon closer inspection. The flute was that of a pale tannish hue, as it appeared to have a very smooth feeling that was one with the Pokémon's tiny hands when played.
The Jigacho concealed a giggle towards the Pokémon's bruises primarily on his chest and head, as Chaud thought, "My my, it seems to be quite hurt. He doesn't seem too intimidating or anything, though that song of his feels quite sad to me. Maybe I should try to get his trust and patch him up maybe so that I could have another Pokémon instead of just hurting them and forcing them like those other people probably did."