Sensing that there was a hold up, Willow paused in the doorway and glanced over her shoulder at the Rhyhorn, err.... Timothy was it? He seemed to be freaking out about something or other, crying out about how he was sorry, as if he were afraid of being attacked. The Eevee she had partnered him with was trying calm down, though she wasn't sure how successful she was being.

"Arceus dammit," Willow muttered before glancing at Ame, who had been following behind her. "Any idea what's going on?" And then, without waiting for an answer, she made her way over to the two young Pokemon, paws on her hips. "Alright, Timothy. What's the hold up?" her voice came out a lot sterner than she had planned, but she was starting to get agitated.