Nodding at his directions to the ghost pokemon, Rasca affirmed his decision. "We've just got a nice long walk ahead, that's all." Raising her eyebrow at his less than scary antic's, she merely quipped, "Don't worry, I'm sure they won't even think to go after you. You'll be safe!" Her mouth formed an O-shape, as if the very mention of them gave her the shivers. Continuing her boast, she went on. "Of course, i will be fine. I'm an excelled trainer!" Rasca even winked at Superior, who hadn't even so much as growled at his new name, much less accept it. There wasn't much chance of him playing along with her either, she assumed. 

Rasca pointed at Superior, making another little joke. "Maybe he's the real trainer, and that's why he's so interested in your story." She placed the pokeball beside the pokemon, after taking it out of her bag, and waited for it's next move.

"Even if the legends aren't true, we could still fight them and get a bit more experience. And maybe even catch a few!" Rasca giggled softly, happy to be thinking about what they could possibly be doing. [i]'Not like we could get there immediately.'[/i] Her thoughts drifted off into all the walking they would have to do, and then resolved to complain along the way, as seemed custom to do on journeys.