<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(85, 57, 130)">"Nah letters should still work. We figured out a system to get them to each other" </span>Dendra said, getting her hand over Thomas' shoulders and returning the side-hug "You're right though, this ain't a forever thing, and I'll come back stronger and more awesome!" she tapped on Thomas' chest with her hand<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(85, 57, 130)">"and you're gonna help me make that happen. Thanks for the new duds by the way"</span>She then broke the hug, took her stuff once paid and stuffed it in her satchel. She then turned to Yuri<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(85, 57, 130)"> "Yeah you're right, you're better looking than Friskar, look less handsy than him too so... We could get along? I dunno..."</span>she apologized in a non-apologetic way<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(85, 57, 130)"> "Aside from what Kiara here said he's just a nosy grade-A asshole, so long as you're not that you're good."</span><br/><br/>As they walked out of the shop they found Artemis with a crutch-bearing Ralts girl. It felt unnerving to Dendra, she could almost feel the psychic waves coming off her... the fact that she was injured put the punk a bit more at ease though. Bringing her over though, Artemis had such a hero complex, she couldn't help herself did she? For now, she would just observe and cook up a good heckle if she proposed to be a guardian.