Snippet #2530115

wellLily stuck her tongue out at him, but followed as he left the Pokemon Center. At this rate, his Pokemon were going to get stronger, but hers weren't. She had to find something to fight, eventually. But a grass type like Chikorita against a flying type like Pidgey...there had to be a better type match than that out here, somewhere. She hesitated, looking up at the berries for a moment. What if the owner of the house got mad? ...Well, there wasn't exactly a sign, or something, saying that they couldn't, after all.

"...Only if you're sure you won't drop me. ...And you don't think we'll get into trouble doing this," she answered, looking back to Lucas. She trusted him, of course, but this was a strangers house, and they had no idea who lived there.

"...You don't think whoever lives here would get mad...do you?"