[attr="class","yuinatag"]Andrea Vaneau

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Where Yuina might have thought that the topic had been pacified at the very least, situating as Daikenki moved to give her the other side of his helmet, Andrea was persistent.[break][break]
Yuina could understand where it was Andrea was coming from, truly, and she did feel strongly about making sure a Pokemon had a home and was welcome when it otherwise wouldn't be. Hisuian Pokemon, Paradox species, shadow Pokemon... But when she never asked for the Celebi to come to her, and didn't seek it out only to have her future marred by blood thrust upon her... that did leave little to be desired by being 'chosen' by Celebi when she didn't know why. She wasn't blindly going to put all of her faith and trust in something that she'd only just encountered, just like she wouldn't expect any one Pokemon to blindly obey her without work put in.[break][break]
"Celebi has been very tired since it worked so hard to help us, I've been letting it rest and keeping it safe. I don't want to rush it, it deserves to do whatever it might like to still," Yuina returned, a half truth. While she might be keeping the sprite at a distance, it had exerted much of its energy and was still listless, a bit tired, and generally worn out from what it had done to help them all. Like anyone, or anything, it was recovering and doing so at its own pace.[break][break]
"Hmm? No, I didn't know that. I can understand that though since it likes being told stories so much. A movie is a picture book in a way," Yuina wondered, remembering the strange Pokemon as it rested at the large tree that emerged. She had her reservations about that Pokemon too, she told it things that she wouldn't have told anyone else otherwise. Though she was sure many others did the same with as voracious an appetite as it had for story telling.

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