"Alright, suit yourself. Can't say I never stuck my neck out for you, though." Char shrugged, turning his attention back down to that oh-so-indecipherable textbook. She just wanted to make vague hints? Whatever. He had a... thing of some sort... due at... some point. Probably last week.

Anyway, it wasn't like she was getting in over her head, if she was looking for Viridian Gym leaders who weren't Green. If it was Rockets Biomech was aiming for, then Char was content to let her run around in circles. No real danger in that -- there was nothing in Kanto worth giving a crap about. Even if there was, Team Rocket at its best still routinely fell to ten-year-olds; any stray baddies still running around would be child's play for an armed adult.

If it was the big cheese she was after, then all the tourist guides and history books in the world wouldn't tell her where he was... but then, Char kind of had a feeling it wasn't all that secret, if he openly attended a Pokemon-infested school. She wouldn't have bothered with books at all if she wanted to rough that guy up, anyway. She'd just need to wait in a mile-long lineup, that's all.