Leaning back casually on the couch, one leg crossed over the other. Bo-Katan considers all of this information. It seemed a Pokemon's life hinged a lot on battling and getting stronger. Her eyes glancing to the little creatures all gathered around her feet. The Smoliv seeming to have fallen asleep, the Rowlet watching and listening to everything going on, and the Pawniard fiddling with a strap on her boot.

"Sounds easy enough," she decides. Now that she was getting to know the basics, battling didn't seem all that difficult. Like Riz she would prefer to fight herself, but perhaps she could get into all of this.

"It's a reason to get out and do something at the very least."