Rasca lowered her shades ever so slightly, thinking she saw a change come over Leon's face when she touched his hand. Her thoughts dismissed it quickly though, as she figured the darkness was playing tricks on her eyes. By the time it became closer to morning, things would be much easier to see, no doubt. Unless it became one of those horridly dark days. She looked up at the sky, as if to guess what type of weather would be coming their way. [i]'Sunny.'[/i] She decided mentally. [i]'Some weather forecaster i'll turn out to be, if i'm wrong.'[/i]

"Hnh. It's no big deal Leon. But thanks, I'm sure we'll find someone in the next city who will praise my obvious talents to the skies!" She laughed, and kicked up small pebbles beneath their feet. "Once we beat Brock however, we'll see who really is the better one." Bulbasaurs vines were still wrapped tight around her bag, so she became more careful trying to open it. Muttering to herself about how many items they could fit inside of their bags, before Flipping the cover shut. All of a sudden, she bent over while walking, quickly scooping up Superior into her arms. He struggled mildly, until Rasca gave him a treat. "Good boy. I sure hope the pokecenters have more pokemon food."