Vinnie probably shouldn't have expected Bulba to just talk about it on his own, he supposed - not if it was something that was actually bothering him. That being the case, didn't that mean it was something that Vinnie should know about? If he'd screwed up again, or if there were family complications that Bulba couldn't ignore anymore...

The Venusaur pushed himself up into a sitting position, more concerned than before. Is it me? As much as he wanted to, he couldn't get those words out. But he still had to say something. It didn't sit well to just not ask.

"...What's on your mind?"