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Reis travelled through the undergrowth, stepping quickly but carefully. In her hood, her starry-coated pikachu, Jeanne, was nuzzled and sleeping. She smiled. It had been a while since she had woken up to see the little pikachu standing over her, and they'd done a few things already, like entering a contest. They'd been knocked out of the qualifiers, but they entered!

Reaching into her jacket pocket, Reis retrieved a stick of pocky, and began to nibble on it as she leaned against a tree overlooking a lake. The sights were amazing in Zatao - nothing like back in Kanto. Though there was something to be said for vast megatropoli, they lacked the serene grace of a simple lake alongside a forest.

Grass is always greener, I guess.

Jeanne's ears perked up suddenly as she bolted out of the nest that was Reis' hood.

"Hey, Jeanne? Where ya goin'?" asked the bewildered trainer as she followed behind. She didn't need to run - a single stride covered 5 of the pikachu's.

Her question was answered when she saw the object of the small pikachu's curiosity - a boy was sitting by the lake fishing, but Jeanne was staring at the pokemon with the boy. A pachirisu? She had never seen one before, but she recalled hearing about one from Walpurgis.

Shaking the thoughts of the boy aside, she decided to watch from afar as per usual. With a short motion of the hand, Jeanne jumped up onto her shoulder as they lurked behind a tree.

Reis felt Jeanne tense up at the pachirisu's display of electricity. Fear? She had only known the small pikachu for a short time. Upon thinking on it, she realized that she didn't really know Jeanne at all - that would have to be remedied.

Turning back to her investigation of the pachirisu and it's human companion (she was unsure whether calling him a trainer would be acceptable after having met so many coordinators), she noted several things. Firstly, and most obviously, the pachirisu was quite hyper and theoretically friendly to a fault. How different from Jeanne...

Smirking, she changed her view to the boy. He was mostly just sitting there as fishers do, occasionally talking to the pachirisu. She couldn't tell much about him, nor what he was saying.

Reis suppressed a laugh at the sight of the pachirisu burrowing into the boy's shirt. So it and Jeanne weren't so different, then. The sight updated her analysis of the boy to that of a kind companion, although it remained to be seen just how much of the kindness was afforded to others. She herself knew well of this: she considered herself kind, but she was simply far too shy to just barge in and make a ruckus. No, she had to make certain everything went right.

Pulling a stick of pocky from her pocket, she broke it in half, offering a piece to Jeanne before sliding down the tree to continue her observation.

Reis looked to the side to see Jeanne staring enraptured at the duo. She was hiding behind a tree, and although Reis was certain it had never happened before, she felt she had seen the scene before.

Turning back to the two, she took another bite of pocky. People and pokemon were so strange - so many different personalities. People like Walpurgis, so kind yet stand-offish, people like the old man at the orphanage, generous to all. And yet for all the people who were nice, there were those who's very existence caused others so much pain and misfortune. People like the ones who had brought an end to her idyllic life.... But it was in the past, and nothing could change that now.

Sighing, she closed her eyes. Humming to herself, she began to nibble another stick of pocky.

Reis' eyes burst open as she stifled a yelp of surprise. A quick scan of her surroundings showed the pachirisu had run into her, with it's human companion running up after it. Looking to the side, she found that Jeanne had retreated to another tree.

"Hahahaha, sorry about that!" She exclaimed. "I didn't mean to interrupt your game, so sorry."

She stood up, dusting herself off and giving a short look to the little pikachu, who shrank further behind the tree, she continued. "I'm Reis, and that pikachu there is Jeanne. It's nice to meet you." Extending her hand, she smiled.

Reis laughed as the pachirisu made it's way up her jacket to perch on her shoulder. Breaking off a piece of pocky, she offered it to the pachirisu as Jeanne shrank back in her peripheral.

Turning her attention to the boy, she noted he was missing his shirt - a detail she had missed seconds ago, and probably a result of the chase - but she paid it no mind. She spent the last three years of her life in a male orphanage, after all - that was common place. Shaking his hand, she offered him some pocky as well, removing the box from her pocket.