"Sure, sure." The froakie waved at her again, chuckling slightly. "well, if there really is seven of you guys then we should have a good chance." He then paused and looked up at a tree curiously. A moment later he lept up! his form scaling the tree as he made his way up the tree. There was some rusting and shaking in the canopy, then ripe Mago berries rained down on her from above! "Heads up!" he called out, though his words were far too late as the food pelted her, covering her in the sticky nectar.<br/>Poking his head out from the bushy branches he smiled down at her appologetically. "I uh..guess I was a little late with that warning huh?"<br/><br/>"Not from the island...?" The Aron inquired, looking to the two from behind her mask with her pair of big blue eyes. "And... not a pokemon? I..I dont know what a human is." she admitted and shifted about a bit. The Snivy simply stared, digesting this new information that was shared. Looking to the evee girl she began to scrutinize the quiet girl, watching her with a small frown. "Did you raise her? she does not seem to have much fighting knowledge." she pointed out, noticing the evee's greenhorn status and softer form.