-remark,
"Next official is next week~! But I've got a few lined up over the next few days and..."
and will instead jump straight back to rambling about her battle schedule.
She doesn't even have the heart to be affronted, she knows it's true she can be obnoxious. But maybe what she loves the most about her newly established little group is how every one of them is an oddball.
"It's nice to have you around too, Arven."
So she won't bite at the-
“Don’t get me wrong. You’re annoying.” He stuck a spoon in his mouth so as not to waste the sauce, “-but it’s nice to have you around.”
“So when’s your next match?”
That’s surprisingly sensitive coming from him. He’s always been frank with her, but rarely so open about his feelings. Not to mention with sentiments she can relate so closely to.
“En seriamente?”
Part of being so vocal and energetic means few people are actually willing to-
“I love knowing how he feels, but I mean people that can actually talk. Didn’t help how stircrazy I could get in the lighthouse.” He straightened up, catching how vulnerable of a thing that was to say.
“So! Here’s my deal; you spare others from your yapping by bringing it>>
“Mabosstiff’s not a big conversationalist?”
She lilts, licking the chili sauce off her upper lip and thumb before horking down the last bite.
“I imagine, he’d have a lot of interesting things to say.”
Not much the point of what he was saying but she’s just happy to be included.
“Definitely.. not something I wanna spend my time on.” He muttered as he cleaned up the debris from the sandwich he had made her.
“It’s just nice to talk to somebody that isn’t a recording, or a teacher…” the trimmings went into a dish for Scovillain to compost’ “or myself.”
Were she a lesser woman, she'd drool at the sight of the creation before her...but she's got that amount of self control at least. She wastes little time in taking a bite of the mouthwatering dish, humming with delight as she does.
"It's good!"
She chimes, moving in for another-
Now that she’s ocupado, he sets to work on her sandwich; a fruity and spicy treat that would deliver a flavor profile to keep up with her energy. Herbed sausage, peppers and slices of pineapple were drizzled with a sweet chilé sauce before the top bun went on. He landed the>>
-bite. After the second, she finally answers the question.
"They are! But hers can hit like a truck, she's no joke."
Despite how discouraging her words might seem to someone interested in taking on the Elite 4 member themselves, she's only smiles about it.
"Wait! You wanna-