Blink couldn't help but blink numerous times when the Raltz sat next to her and tried starting a small conversation. She'd almost completely finished the berries on her plate before the Raltz had gotten there and couldn't help but feel slightly ashamed of how she's snarfed the food down without a second thought. [i]I hope I don't get fat from all of this...[/i] She thought to herself before she looked over at the fake-smiling Psychic Pokemon. She did her best to return the smile, but it was lacking its usual luster. [b]"Nah, it's fine."[/b] She said in a cheery tone that could put to ease almost anyone that she tried to, but she had a feeling that it wouldn't work with these Pokemon. [b]"I understand that it's hard to fight alongside other fighters, especially if they're arrogant. I've never left the Isle before, so I don't know exactly how bad it is over on the mainland. I can't even begin to imagine what it must have been like, to live over there when the Great War started."[/b]