The girl looked around at everything, most drawn to the laptops set up about the room. She looked curiously at the screens, but could decipher nothing, and moved on. After peering at one of the pictures on the wall, a portrait of a Pokemon she didn't recognize, she went in the direction of the Professor's desk. She leaned against a small partition that separated the two areas from each other, and watched, curious. Idly she rubbed Luna's ears. She wasn't entirely sure why she was sticking around. Probably because they had helped her, and hadn't shown signs of kicking her out yet. She wanted to ask what was going on, but she had an odd feeling that she would be interrupting something if she spoke.