It didn't take long for someone to come into sight. Or, more specifically, two someones. But neither were the ones that the young girl was anticipating. The Tower normally didn't have many visitors at this hour, so people showing up caught her by surprise. She did her best not to show said surprise, though, as she stopped blocking the doorway to approach the pink-haired girl and the blonde boy who tended to her. Watching that girl take a tumble had inspired an equal sense of amusement and desire to help within Evelynn, though the blondie had taken just fine to helping her out. Instead, she stopped before them and took the Sewaddle off of her head and into her arms, almost like a shield.
"Sew! Waddllle! The Pokémon at her chest cried, wriggling a bit. The girl only lowered her head a bit, a strange, dark smile taking her lips.
"Yes... You're absolutely right, fellow Agent..." Looking down just a bit more at the girl who had fallen and the boy tending to her, she nudged her head in the direction of the tower. "The long lost spirits of the dead seem to have rejected you from their unholy domain. Begone, intruders, lest the Guardian appear and smite ye. The void would welcome you in a heartbeat.. Ufufu..."
The Sewaddle in her arms stiffened in surprise, then anger as it wormed its way out of her hands. "Sewie, sewie. Waddle!"
"Shush! I know that's not what you said!" She tried to yell in a whisper, as though she wouldn't be heard by the two. "I'm just trying to get them gone before the Birth-Giver arrives. If she has a mission for me and me alone, others should not get involved in the dark dealings of my contracts." The Sewaddle just stared at her blankly for a moment, as if this was the first time he heard her talking like this. Then he shook his little head and wormed his way over to the fallen girl, eyes full of sympathy as he began spinning some makeshift bandages out of his string for her. Once completed, he would give it to the blonde boy to wrap up.
"Mm, yes, good thinking. Tend to the small one's wounds so that she may leave faster and escape the encroaching darkness of the Tower... Brilliant thinking, fellow servant." One again the Pokémon just shook his head and climbed his way back onto her head. She seemed to feel no bother from the Bug climbing all over her. "Lest ye have business, I recommend that you be leaving. And if you do, be swift." She obscured her face with a hand, fingers spread to allow vision of her soft red eyes peering unto them. She could in no way be described as imposing or intimidated, but that seemed to do nothing to make her think she was.