"Oh! A Pokeball! Are you here to treat a recently captured Pokemon?" the girled asked cheerily and Nic just stared. She smiled, he stared, she smiled, he finally nodded.

"Oh, wonderful! Right this way! I'm Nurse Joy! What's your--" Nic blinked, tilted his head then turned around, grunting in Worick's direction before pointing at the plant, then the woman behind the counter.

"...name..." she murmured, finally looking a little bit confused as Nic turned back to her and gestured vaguely to his ear, shaking his head. Another few gestures for his name and he left it up to Worick to clarify, closing the distance between the entrance and the counter and holding the Pokeball out with another grunt and arched eyebrow. He didn't know what the hell he was supposed to do. Everyone just kept telling him random things and he assumed they'd work out on their own. The kids seemed to know what was really going on and he trusted their advice.

"It'll be just a moment!" Joy remarked cheerily, the pep completely lost on Nic, who continued to stare blandly while the young woman took his bizarre little container and loaded it into a large machine. Like some...great big Pez dispenser for pets. What the hell was this world?