It must be the right thing to say, because she smiles softly in response. "Thanks. I just need more time. It'll get better."
She watches Amelia struggle with herself and wonders worriedly if even talking about Steve's pokémon is too tender a topic. But it seems to be safe enough; Amelia even lets go of her hand so that Adia does not need to pull away. She gives her a brief, reassuring smile before picking up the book and flipping to the index in the back. She runs a finger down the list of alphabetical species names, pausing to note the page number when she comes to the ones she's looking for.
"This one is Sarah," she says, flipping to a page closer to the beginning of the book and showing it to Amelia. There's a picture of a dog-like creature, its fur bright orange. "She's a growlithe. She's very friendly and full of energy. She really reminds me of a dog, but she can shoot fire out of her mouth, and I've never seen a dog with stripes like hers."
She turns to another page. This one has a little round bird on it, its crest a red and white feather surrounded by floof. "This is Bucky, short for Buchanan. He's a rufflet. He's..." She sighs, but her smile is affectionate. "He's wary of strangers. He likes me, though. He's very protective. Maybe a little over-protective..."
The last page has on it the most peculiar creature of all -- vaguely reptilian in nature, but with a stocky build. Its head shines like metal. "This is Ethel. She's a shieldon. She's very sweet, and strong, too. She likes to rub her head against trees to shine it. I think she has some powers related to steel, but I'm not sure what, yet. I'm still reading about her type."
She gives Amelia as long as she likes to look at each page and read the information that goes with the pictures. "Is there anything else you want to know about them?" She smiles hopefully, a proud parent eager to show off her adorable children. "Or I can also look up some of the other pokémon I've come across. There are many different kinds."
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She watches Amelia struggle with herself and wonders worriedly if even talking about Steve's pokémon is too tender a topic. But it seems to be safe enough; Amelia even lets go of her hand so that Adia does not need to pull away. She gives her a brief, reassuring smile before picking up the book and flipping to the index in the back. She runs a finger down the list of alphabetical species names, pausing to note the page number when she comes to the ones she's looking for.
"This one is Sarah," she says, flipping to a page closer to the beginning of the book and showing it to Amelia. There's a picture of a dog-like creature, its fur bright orange. "She's a growlithe. She's very friendly and full of energy. She really reminds me of a dog, but she can shoot fire out of her mouth, and I've never seen a dog with stripes like hers."
She turns to another page. This one has a little round bird on it, its crest a red and white feather surrounded by floof. "This is Bucky, short for Buchanan. He's a rufflet. He's..." She sighs, but her smile is affectionate. "He's wary of strangers. He likes me, though. He's very protective. Maybe a little over-protective..."
The last page has on it the most peculiar creature of all -- vaguely reptilian in nature, but with a stocky build. Its head shines like metal. "This is Ethel. She's a shieldon. She's very sweet, and strong, too. She likes to rub her head against trees to shine it. I think she has some powers related to steel, but I'm not sure what, yet. I'm still reading about her type."
She gives Amelia as long as she likes to look at each page and read the information that goes with the pictures. "Is there anything else you want to know about them?" She smiles hopefully, a proud parent eager to show off her adorable children. "Or I can also look up some of the other pokémon I've come across. There are many different kinds."