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Leaning forward, Renata studied the map, eyes flicking across the notes and marked locations. [color=5E549E]"Hmm, Black Spikes... Any clues as to where they might be?"[/color] The mention of black spikes made the story sound all the more ominous, but that wasn't going to deter someone used to the macabre.

Before Harry could answer, a shout drew both trainers' attention. A girl tumbled from the neck of a Tropius, knocking another student - namely, Adam - to the ground. Wincing, she followed Harry, sprinting towards them. They seemed unhurt, judging by how quickly Adam jumped to his feet and helped up the girl she recognised as Jordan, but it was best to make sure.

[color=5E549E]"Maera, stay back."[/color] As the Greavard scampered over, Renata gestured for her to keep a safe distance. Maera meant well, but if these two were injured at all, it wouldn't help matters if she accidentally weakened them. Thankfully, the accident did indeed appear to have been a minor one. Jordan was laughing and chatting, and as for Adam... Well, he was his usual self too. Renata fought the urge to roll her eyes at his cheesier-than-Manchego-tapas attempt at flirting with Jordan. [color=5E549E]"Ah, qué bien. Looks like you're both ok."[/color]

As Harry excused himself, Renata made to head out too, but of course their plans weren't going to go smoothly. Adam clapped a hand down on Harry's shoulder, brimming with enthusiasm, seemingly eager for a battle despite having taunted him earlier. Renata could only hope this wasn't an excuse to mock him again. She shuffled back to give them space, watching in wary silence, ready to intervene if Adam's jibes became a little too harsh.