[Oh dear, is Jolteon okay? Cilan signals for Pansage to stay put from where it's in the trees as he risks taking a step closer, hand over his nose and mouth for a moment as he uses the other hand to touch the air, feeling the substance between his fingers.]

It appears to be a powder of some kind... spores from a plant or something else nearby? [Takes a step back away from it, starts to lower his hand back down from his face for a second so that he can be heard a little more clearly...] We'd best be cautious about this taste until we know for sure whether or not it's sa--

[And then Cilan suddenly sneezes too because uh, oops, he might have inhaled some of it by accident just now too, good job buddy.]