[A hand. What do you do with a hand? She knows this one, Mr. Nick taught her to-... Aha!
With barely any hesitation, (no matter WHAT he meant to offer it for,) she reaches out to shake it, oddly businesslike for a ten year old. Guess who spent the last year with a lawyer.
As for his words, she glances to Fanny, who's caaaasually reaching his trunk up and into the bag of whatever it is that the much larger (and slightly scarier) pokemon is eating. And then he's caaaasually sliding it out to stuff some in his face. He thinks he's so sly, yes he does.]
...Am I supposed to teach him manners, or is this okay? [She assumes he knows more about this place than she does, since he's ~older~.]
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With barely any hesitation, (no matter WHAT he meant to offer it for,) she reaches out to shake it, oddly businesslike for a ten year old. Guess who spent the last year with a lawyer.
As for his words, she glances to Fanny, who's caaaasually reaching his trunk up and into the bag of whatever it is that the much larger (and slightly scarier) pokemon is eating. And then he's caaaasually sliding it out to stuff some in his face. He thinks he's so sly, yes he does.]
...Am I supposed to teach him manners, or is this okay? [She assumes he knows more about this place than she does, since he's ~older~.]