[Truly, that sort of look... It is one that Dimitri knows well. For surely he has worn similar, seen occasionally warped in the reflection of still ponds, or frozen ice which has claimed some surface or another. It is a miserable look to wear, truly.]

[Good, then, that his new companion can still manage a smile when all is said and done.]

Indeed. Although I hope you not mind company.

[As he starts to walk, to escort them back towards the town proper, Dimitri takes yet another pokeball from his belt. What slips out has shape.... briefly. Two-legged, and pale, and fox-like. A hisuian Zoroark, for those who are familiar with it.]

[But then there's a rasping kind of laugh, and it disappears into mist.]

[Dimitri sighs and just keeps walking.]

Mononoke is his name. I had him with me, to ensure that he would not cause trouble in my home on a holiday such as this.