Calvin
*Well, the feel of the room was pretty strange. Sora couldn't deny that. As for the possibility of a retrograding planet, she wouldn't know what to say regarding such.*

*As for the request, it did leave Sora a bit puzzled when she heard it. Just her roof, she wondered? That sounded far easier than anything else she could've possibly imagined.*

*But was she complaining about the lack of complexity? No, not at all. Plus, it was a good deed. Sora always enjoyed doing a good deed for someone else. Even if she wasn't getting anything out of it, you could ask her for help with a lot of things and you could very quickly expect a positive response.*

"Yeah, I can do that." *Sora said as she nodded and used her ribbon to again give something of a thumbs up.* "You have anything you think I might need to clean it?"
John
"Yeah." *Stella averted eye contact.* "I got a broom. And... A rag.

"... Mm."

*She looked listfully at her stowed away kettle.*
 I should have made myself tea...
It's kind a dry in here...

"Tomorrow." *She waited for Sora to finish her drink.* Puff puff...

"... It's raining today.

 "...

"You know, people say a lot of stuff about psychics. About how easy it is to read someone's mind. But, hon, like... Sometimes that doesn't work." *Her head spiraled up, her mind flying out of the building and to somewhere else.* "Like, I respect Pokemon who can read body language, hon. That's a lot more genuine. A lot more... Real." *Her wings grasped the air in a feigned struggle.* "Things a Pokemon think about themselves just aren't true sometimes.

"... I unno." *Huff.* Puff. "Been thinkin' about psychic stuff lately. Like, minds an' all. Yeah?"
Calvin
*Sora glanced at the ceiling as she finished the rest of her tea. Even if it hadn't been clear to see, she could still hear the water making contact with the roof of the building. Then, she looked back at Stella.*

*Yeah, tomorrow definitely worked for her.*

*It was also very interesting, hearing the Xatu talk about psychics like this. She never believed it was REALLY that easy. What, to do something like read minds.*

*She always bet that even the real good ones needed a lot of practice.*

*It was also quite fascinating to her too, because there was the off chance that she could've been a psychic too at one point in her life. The only reason she wasn't even, apparently, was because she knew how to make her eyes sparkle pretty big.*

*She doesn't know how to do that anymore. At least, to the extent which she used to. But, wasn't it crazy how such a seemingly useless skill could drive somebody to change so drastically?*

*Well, that didn't really matter now. Body language was what Stella was talking about, currently. Sora began to nod along, agreeing with her on how it was such a respectable thing to be able to acknowledge.*

*Actions can speak louder than words sometimes, was what Sora was occasionally told by her mother. And she saw a lot of shady figures in her home continent, who she could only figure out were such through their movements. And thinking about it now, Sora realized she might've spoken a lot about her nervousness with her own, earlier.*

"Yeah. I think I get you." *Sora stated, thinking about Stella's last statement before she asked for her.*

*Things that a Pokémon think about themselves aren't true sometimes...*

*Sora was going to take that to heart for sure, yet she worried if she even had the right to. But maybe that worrying of hers meant that she did?*

*She wasn't sure. She knew for a fact though, that she was thinking about it too much.*
John
*Puff puff.*

"Mm."

*Stella grabbed her pipe by the bowl and loosed her current drag.* "What's on your mind, honey? Don't gotta be shy." *She nibbled on the lip of her pipe.* "And don't say 'nothin', *Or I'm gonna smack ya...*"
Calvin
"Huh?" *Sora looked up to the Xatu, a little surprised she asked about her, all of a sudden.*
"Oh, I'm just thinking about what you said, is all." *Sora then looked away and onto the ground.*
*Really, that was all there was to it. No lies or dodging the question involved.*
John
"Mm."

*Huff, puff... She started to blow art with her pipes- little clouds within clouds, spiraling hoops of smoke.*

"You should talk more," *She stated, pipe clacking against her beak with every word.*

"Mm.

"Better to have a lot to say," *She paused, to think of how she wanted to end that.* "Than have nothing at all.
 To say."

*Huff, puff...*

"Or maybe don't say anything at all."

*Puff, baluff...*

"I dunno."

*Puff... Puff...*

"You could be. A thinker."

*Mmm... She stopped her puffing. Then she puffed again.*

"Maybe that's your skill.
 Mm.
Like. You... Philosophize.
 Hm...
Or you're like...
 Oh...
A dark detective...
 Hrm...
... 
 ...
Gonna buy anything else.
?"
Calvin
*Sora didn't know how to reply to any of that.*
*She wasn't sure of how to wrap her head around it, even. So, as to not end up getting the wrong idea from it, she didn't try as hard.*

*Instead, she wondered where Stella got the idea of her being a dark detective from. She figured that she may have been a thinker already, considering her lack of words and a tendency to get lost in thought.*

*Maybe it was the scar?*
*Sora tried to look over it and rub it with her ribbon. Considering how she couldn't actually feel anything with it, that was moreso just to remind her on where it lay on her face.*

*As for her buying anything else...*
"Sorry. I gave you all I had."
*Sora shrugged with her ribbons accordingly.*
John
"Oh.

"Well, that's alright.
 "I've had it where. Like. I don't have money.
"Mmm." 

*She lowered her beak.* 

"Do you... Need a job?" *She raised her head and furrowed a brow. It felt awkard, but it wasn't the first time she's hired someone before.*

"... Not that you do. But...

"... I could use a hand around here. Some favors, that need to be done... 
 Getting this or that...
 Helping a Pokemon or two out...
It pays okay. From what I've heard." *Head tilting towards the door.* "Something to get you back on your feet."
Calvin
*A job?*
*That sounded pretty good right about now. It could definitely be something nice to put her mind toward for the moment.*

"Well, if you're hiring, then I wouldn't mind a job."

*Sora glanced to the side before raising her head to look at the store around her. The look of it didn't change obviously, but it still felt as wonderful as she walked in earlier. And to think that she might be coming round here relatively often...*

"By the way..." *Sora wasn't hoping to ask of too much here, but she still felt like shooting her shot with a question that was worth asking the Xatu. Since as far as she knew, the worst thing she could say was no.*
"You wouldn't happen to know of a place for me to stay at, would you?"

*It didn't have to be her own place, of course. It could be anywhere on the continent, so long as there were walls, a roof and a door. Though if she was going to have a job here, somewhere close by would be nice.*

*She really didn't want to get picky about it. She just wasn't sure if she could go back to the rain with only the shade of a tree to comfort her, thinking about it now.*
John
"You want to stay... With me. ... Oh, sweetie..." *The Xatu shook, for a moment.* "Sorry, deary, but I can't. Last time, a Wigglytuff... She was nice and all. But she, oh, she took a lot of my stuff and made it a hassle for me. I've gotten real hurt in that, darling, can't do that no more." *There was a pitying tone to Stella's weighted brows, but her words flowed smoothly.* 

"I'd tell you where you aught to go, darling, but that's kind of a dangerous thing.
 Fate and all...
If I were to tell you where to go, well, I've already seen where you've gone.
 But,
It wouldn't be your decision anymore. You'd be following your fate.
 And some Pokemon,
They pride themselves on following their fate, but, you'd lack agency.
 In a way,
You'd lose a bit of your free will. Because you aren't writing your own fate.

So I really shouldn't, but if you really want to know where you'll stay, I can tell you. That's your choice."
Calvin
*Well, that was unfortunate to hear about. Sora couldn't imagine stealing from somebody who would do such a charitable act for another. Especially, if it were her in that situation like she is now.*

*And yet, she didn't quite understand the talk of her losing her will if she followed her word on a place to stay. Wouldn't that be of her own voilition if she went, because she asked about it in the first place? It seemed a little confusing to her, as she wrapped her ribbon around her chin while she thought about it.*

*And then she remembered she was talking to a seer.*
*Going over what the Xatu was saying in her mind again, Sora's eyes widened while her head raised up slightly as it actually registered this time. Stella wasn't talking about the current moment, but instead the possibility of looking into the future.*

*Then she thought about how that kind of felt like cheating, so she decided to go against it.*
"That's fair." *Sora nodded with a smile.* "I'll make do with what I can find on my own, then."