Dialla looked towards Michael as he spoke to her, she looked down at him in a way an annoyed monarch looked down at someone lower than him.
"[i]Well[/i]," She started with a bit of a hiss, "At least I have the ability to twist between this horrible form and the glorious form of my Legendary Form." She stepped towards Michael momentarily before the door was suddenly slammed open just as Frosiien stood to stand in between the two of them.

"PLEASE JUST STOP!" Niccia suddenly yelled out, closing her eyes with tears rolling down her face. [i]"I didn't ask for this Dialla, you [b]know[/b] this. You all do, you have this entire time!"[/i] She finally said in her native tongue, starting to sob quietly.
Frosiien moved quickly to sit before Niccia as she pulled the smaller Pokemon in for a hug, gently petting her head, "Dialla, I appreciate you coming to see if I'm okay." The Kanto Articuno started, "But I would prefer you don't [i]insult[/i] my friends."

Gavin exited his room just as Niccia spoke, his eyes narrowing and he stomped over towards Dialla. Grabbing her shoulder and pulled her away from Michael he stared her down, watching the woman stare back at him with narrowed eyes before stepping back slightly.