"Greaaat, even more difficulty," muttered Maya. If pokemon had different typings, then her life just got a whole lot harder. A part of her was dying to see the scientific data being collected over that, but she wasn't holding her breath over it being published any time soon. Ah, to be some underling slaving away for a laboratory once more. At least fate had paired her up with an archen that could fight well enough for the both of them.

She moved closer to Aro and continued to scan their surroundings with a pair of deceptively uninterested eyes. A part of her held on to the hope that something she could catch would surface, as the environment seemed perfect for it. At last, a flash of movement caught her eye and her hand rested on a spare pokeball. If the radio transmissions carried any truth to them, then this was finally her shot at expanding her party. The sight of the pokemon made her freeze, however. 

"Another artificial looking pokemon," she stated. 

It made sense something whose body composition wasn't flesh would have an easier time surviving as she had already discussed. The way it floated towards them reminded Maya of Aro's pokemon, and a sigh of disappointment escaped her lips as she knew it had to be belonging to someone. Sure enough, its owner could be seen in the distance, a pale girl who had probably seen better days. Maya figured it'd be easier for the trainer to explain herself instead of jumping to conclusions. The last thing she wanted was another surprise conflict way above her skill level.