After putting enough distance between them and where Trak was heading the Braxien drops its trainer hard on his shoulder blades while the Beautifly retracts her straw-like mouth.
Jeff quickly springs to his feet and turns to glare at the two Pokemon, his fingers wiggling as if threatening to throttle them both, "Why you good for nothing...! When I told you to stop frying me everytime I meet a woman, that didn't mean you should start training Pixie to use her life-draining tongue!"
The Braxien huffs and turns to the side, pulling the rose from his tail and sniffing it as if to spite Jeff's allergy to his own keepsake. The living Magician stiffens in frustration before twirling around, allowing his long clothing to flow around like a dry whirlpool.
"Fine then. If I can't assist her in person...perhaps I can at least know what I'm up against, should I feel the need to get involved when she returns with her friend."
The Braxien snaps his head towards him, as if thinking he was being brazen for thinking he could do any better. Jeff turns his head towards him, seeming to sense that air of irritation.
"Well, you have psychic abilities, Apprentice! Why not put them to good use and help me find this void! And be careful not to draw attention to us, or you'll end up like that Alakazam she lost!"
Apprentice wrinkles his nose before putting the rose to his head, causing the pollen within to begin glowing as he concentrates on where the void might be. His eyes then snap back open as their pupils glow, causing him to start running for the University. Jeff huffs an eager smirk as he meanders after his two Pokemon, hoping for great results from their personal find.