Well, if there were any portals in the well-paved roads, then there should’ve been news of it by now, should it? What they really need to do is to look in the same secret places that Pokémon hide in—the paths least traveled. At least, he thinks so, though checking on the news from time to time wouldn’t hurt, either.

His thoughts amid Nora’s ramblings are interrupted by a shadow flitting across the sky—Steven, on the back of his Skarmory, no doubt on their way for more rocks up ahead. In some ways Ren figures they’ll have to emulate him to a degree, chipping away at whatever they can find for a chance to go home.

In the meantime though, that’s inspiration aplenty for one day. He turns to Nora once again.

“We’ll need a flying Pokémon.”