[Well. Even if there are clear instructions that they're supposed to meet some Sergeant at a Lodge, Faba's at the front desk ringing the bell impatiently. Certainly, he's not actually expecting much, but he does... well, it's probably an attempt at passive aggressive muttering, but it's very definitely intended to be audible.]

What deplorable customer service... I'll have to write up some complaints.

[...so after he's cast enough shade, he begins... searching for things. It's not entirely apparent what he's looking for, but he's in places like the laundry room and storage, getting more frantic as he goes...]

What could they possibly have done with them? How am I supposed to be the last line of defense without my Pokemon?