Garry you poor, innocent soul.

Bulba's pace slowed a notch as he glanced back at Garry, a small melancholy twitch entering his smile. "No. That isn't my home. Home is..."

There was another pause and he looked a bit confused. Part of him was realizing that things were not quite right with where they were. This should not have been the way to home. The Garden was no where near Viridian, so why were they suddenly there? He had not previously been aware of his dreamings, but something was starting to stir now.

In the end he just shrugged and continued on. "Viridian City should be this way."