Marshall hands her the leaf, and on account of her sluggishness, helps hold it while she drinks.<br/><span style="color: #40BF00">"They pitted me against a Houndoom. It was relatively easy once I got on the offensive. Dark-types are weak to fighting, after all."</span><br/>As Angie drains the water, Marshall takes a seat next to her. The next bit comes telepathically.<br/><span style="color: #40BF00"><span style="font-style: italic">"Do you remember anything about when they brought you in? Layout, scents, anything?"</span></span><br/>To mask the transmission, he has a few sips of water himself, directly from the watering hole.<br/><span style="color: #40BF00"><span style="font-style: italic">"If yes, try to just concentrate on the sights, smells, sounds, whatever. It's easier to read directly rather than have it explained."</span></span><br/>He stands up and looks at her.<br/><span style="color: #40BF00">"Need some time to gather your thoughts, maybe?"</span>