[Well, this was Bulba, he reminded himself. It usually took a while for him to muster up how to say something - so Vinnie would just have to be patient and let him pick his own pace to reveal what was on his mind. Even though the Venusaur had calmed down a bit, he couldn't shake off the rattled feeling entirely. That would probably take a good night's sleep at the very least.]

Al'right. But, y'know, if it's bad news, might as well get it over with and lump it all together.