Lily’s head tilted to one side as she watched him drop into a bat of silence. How cute, he was shy. A bright smile moved across her face as she saw him stare down at the floor. How adorable. Then his wording her Nidorina caught her attention and her gaze turned downward. A smile moved across her lips as she reached down and gave the little thing a pat on its head. “I found her when she was at her first stage and saved her from drowning. I thought she’d run off after that but she followed me for a few miles before I put down a pokeball. She walked over and put herself into it, and from then on she’s been on my team.”

A proud nod rose and fell her head as she shared her story and took both of her plates to follow him to a table. “However, it’s going to be problematic if she keeps considering herself a lap pokemon. A Nidoqueen thinking she’s a lap pokemon means I will not have a lap anymore.” A laugh left her as they continued on their small walk. The image of her struggling under a Nidoqueen was something she found funny, however it wasn’t far from a possibility that it could happen to her. Upon sitting at the table, her Nidorina climbed up next to her and placed her little paws gently on the table as if waiting for her food. Lily put the plate down in front of pokemon and just like her master; they both ate with a sort of elegance and unexpected grace.

As much as she tried to shake her upbringings in a proper and high social standing, the table manners was one of the few things she didn’t have an easy time getting rid of. Her eyes danced as he let out his pokemon. The Graveler was a naturally intimidating pokemon due to his large size but the little Pidgey hopping around was adorable. “Oh wow that’s a nice set you have!” She said excitedly as she took in all the pokemon he had let out. ‘Oh, I don’t know. I’m excited to battle more than I am to win. I like the idea of meeting other trainers and being social. Plus normally they have tips and information that I didn’t know.” She said with a nod.

Munching delicately on her food, she watched him divvy out the food to his pokemon. “Do you… make your own food?” Her voice was filled with astonishment and bewilderment as she grinned at him doing his work. “That’s amazing! What’s in it?!”