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The fact that she was impressed, did make him swell with pride, just a little bit. A smirk tugging at his lips as they made their way out into the crisp cool night of the desert. The moon was full and high, casting its wane light upon the glittering sands while the lights inside HQ shown from the windows.

The wilderness beyond was quiet and still, at least for now. A chill breeze suddenly whipping through, rustling clothing and hair.

As Nadja closed the gap between them, her presence brought a welcome warmth against the night air. Then as her hand snuck into his, the man's fingers wrapped around it in acceptance, turning his gaze to meet hers.

Even if it was only for a brief moment, Seth saw it, and it was a look he wouldn't soon forget. A surprise, but a pleasant one. He couldn't remember a time when a woman had looked at him that way. Granted there was still some cultivating to be done, but... there was promise.

Then the dog appeared, and Seth had to hold back his annoyance. Still, as the Pokemon took off, he was glad to be left alone with its owner once again.

Their strides carried them away from the HQ and further into the desert. A bleak landscape with really not much to look at. Yet, it was eerily beautiful, especially how the silver moonlight reflected off the dunes.

"So, why an Arcanine?" Seth asked in attempt to start up conversation. In truth, he thought that a classy woman like Nadja would prefer a sleek and elegant Ninetales. Not only for looks, but the Pokemon also had an interesting array of its own.

A gift. Well that explained it. Seth himself had chosen all of his Pokemon, none of his had been randomly gifted to him. Even Pele, who was bought for him, was still hand picked by him.

"Hmm," Seth hummed to himself thoughtful, then mirrored Nadja's smirk. "I would have expected something elegant, like a Ninetales. Not a playful, overgrown puppy. But you would know better than I." The pad of his thumb casually passing over her knuckles as he spoke.

Thinking back on the Pokemon of Nadja's he had witnessed in battle, it was certainly true. Each were likely chosen for a different reason or another.

"True, although I wouldn't expect you to choose Pokemon based solely on appearance." That would just be foolish in his opinion. After all, Seth himself had a few Pokemon that most would consider unsuited for him.

Blue eyes side glanced at Nadja as she sank into her coat a bit more. The night was certainly chilly, such was the way of the desert. Seth moved closer to her as they walked, offering his own warmth should she need it.

"That is a good quality," he agreed.

A slightly confused look came over Seth's features. Dental structure? Really? Who picked a Pokemon based on their teeth? ... Well, perhaps if the teeth were especially important to the Pokemon, but still... it seemed a little odd.

"I agree, especially when it comes to teams that are limited to a certain type." He'd seen a few Rockets in HQ that specialized in certain types, and rarely teams such as those were effective. Pokemon battle strategy was something he'd studied for a long time, and he prided himself in it. Although Nadja proved that he still needed to work on it.

Her question drew a thoughtful hum. "I got Pele when I was kid, my first Pokemon." Seth started and then paused as he attempted to come up with the right words. "I was given the option to choose any Pokemon I wanted among the many the breeder had. I wasn't exactly an expert then. It just... felt right, I suppose. We seemed drawn to each other. Call it fate, if you believe in that."

That was certainly one good thing about being out in the middle of no where. No lights except HQ's to pollute the view of the night sky. The stars were bright out here, and Seth realized as they walked. It wasn't often that he took time to just slow down and enjoy such things. In fact almost never. But tonight was clear and he was in good company, it gave him the chance.

He listened quietly to Nadja's voice, but her last statement gave him pause. Brows furrowed and he turned his gaze back to her again, lips slightly parted. Now he was really baffled.

"How would you know that?" He asked, clearly stunned by what she had said. There was no way she could have known that... was there?

"Your parents... are breeders in Goldenrod?" Seth asked, still in a bit of disbelief. She had never told him that, but then... he supposed there really hadn't been an opportunity. Still, it was odd, and made it clear that it really was a small world.

Although her laugh made it obvious that she was enjoying this moment at his expense. While it wasn't malicious, Seth did clear his throat a little and straighten up as he tried to... retain some bit of dignity. His hands going into his pockets as he almost forgot that she was holding onto hers. Didn't really matter as his pocket was more than big enough. His hands were getting a bit cold too, considering long thin fingers didn't really have the best circulation for this kind of weather. It was a little colder than he had anticipated.

"It was... a good center," Seth said, grasping for the few memories he had of the place, which were not many. That had been a long time ago.