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[ulaulakahuna]

That's because he doesn't speak Raikou's language. [Though Looker becoming distressed that the giant feline isn't responding to his affection is another entertaining image.] Either that, or Raikou's using him for bribery.

[Also something he can imagine... Persian used to act the same way, except their breakthrough was centered around her primarily vain personality. But he wouldn't be surprised that Raikou plays hard to get. He makes a note to himself to give the legendary some attention when they make it home, and bring up these little incidents.]

Hey, he's got to be Stockpiling up for something. [buffet fuel for pokémon moves?] Maybe he trained under your Alakazam.

[Stockpile, Teleport, Transform... Looker's one technique short of a very bad moveset.]

[Nanu glances Anabel's way, though not nearly as often as she. It's enough to hear the lilt in her voice and feel her hand against his. He doesn't think of himself as particularly sappy, but right now he might as well have the Sap Sipper ability with the way she's feeding his own mood. Pushing back his negativity is exhausting, but it's well worth it tonight.]

Hmh? Thought you already were.

[He'd noticed. It was hard not to, with how she rarely took them off before.]

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I hadn't known you were fluent in it enough to know that.

[ She suspects it's a bit of column A and B there because Raikou enjoys attention regardless and certainly appreciates any gifts, attention, and affection even if he turns his nose up at it. She always assumed he liked Nanu due to the respect he offered that wasn't combined with noise -- and there was permission. Nanu didn't act over-eager and let everything go at Raikou's pace. ]

Alakazam's certainly more fond of him than Raikou; he gave Looker one of his spoons, you know. [ A rare gesture of affection and trust from the Psychic type. Anabel thought it was sweet. ] Unfortunately, I think Looker is more of a Normal type like Snorlax...

[ She doesn't think the comparison is lost, even without the extra effort put into describing why. Jokes aside, she trusted the man with her life and he was perfectly capable... but it's hard to let the teasing go when you catch the guy shoving three malasada in his mouth all at once in an attempt to hide that he bought several instead of just one for each of them.

When she considers it, she really was fortunate to meet the men that she did when she woke up. Fate, maybe? ]

You noticed. [ She twists to look at him more directly, cheeks red both from the cold and realization. It shouldn't surprise her, though, knowing how he is. ] I meant...

[ Anabel shows more than speaks now, squeezing his hand ever-so slightly. It's a strange kind of warmth she'd never come to expect from the gesture, perhaps one that comes exclusively because it's him. The reality of it all... It's difficult to put into words how she feels about a moment like this. Silence might be better. ]