"Not at all, I'm not," Cynthian said shaking his head at the idea of staying in the wilderness. "It's just I can't help but worry how my instincts may affect me mentally."
A quite breeze blew towards them, sending a whiff of gun powdery smell up Cynthian's nose from his bag. He really hoped no one would end up hitting his hoard a little too hard on his way back. Speaking of hitting stuff.
"Lucario are pretty strong, right? Your aura reading must've been incredibly resourceful in battle. You certainly seem the type to enjoy the sport, no? If I had your aura abilities, it'd make my life so much easier. I won't have to worry about somemon attacking me out of nowhere, and I can avoid any quarrels at all."