Everything out here hurts. Furiosa looks at Natalie thoughtfully, subtle warmth in her storm-green eyes. "No one starts out experienced. You have to walk before you can run, or drive. Don't worry that I look down on you just because you haven't seen what I have. Some of it, I hope you never have to see. And there's a lot to be said for energy, and seeing possibilities in the world around you."
She studies the Pokeball briefly and can't help but smile at the comment about strong will. Yes, okay, that makes sense; that would make Furiosa a good choice to inherit these creatures of Natalie's. "In that case, I promise. But try not to die."
She's never had such a bold or simple request to be a mentor, and her expression says she's both startled and touched. "Tell you what, let's get through this, and get our strength back from it, and then I'll take you up on that."
"Maybe we can figure out what type of Pokemon would be comfortable in the Wasteland. Some that could help protect our people, or care for the sick and delicate, or tend the gardens."
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She studies the Pokeball briefly and can't help but smile at the comment about strong will. Yes, okay, that makes sense; that would make Furiosa a good choice to inherit these creatures of Natalie's. "In that case, I promise. But try not to die."
She's never had such a bold or simple request to be a mentor, and her expression says she's both startled and touched. "Tell you what, let's get through this, and get our strength back from it, and then I'll take you up on that."
"Maybe we can figure out what type of Pokemon would be comfortable in the Wasteland. Some that could help protect our people, or care for the sick and delicate, or tend the gardens."