Lukario looks at her and gave a tiid smile. He looked at her and nodded his head after a moment. "It fits you." he says finally. Watching her beautiful smile widen when he thanked her. "I was. More than you could possibly know." he says softly. Chuckling a bit. "My mother passed away. She is the only care giver I have ever known. Now I just stay reclusive and hide away from the world. I am not a very certain man. The only things I have certainty in is my unique and eccentric designs that I make." He says truthfully. He was flushed again but he tried to keep it off of his face. It wasn't easy when a beautiful woman had hugged him out of nowhere. That sort of thing just did not happen in his line of work.<br/><br/>He looks at her and smiles shyly as she agreed. "I do wish it." He blinked at her request. "Sure...if you wish to make it feel more like home than by all means...do so." he says. Looking at the window and blinks as he accidentally turned the television on. Hoping she did not realize his emotions had triggered it coming on. It was not unheard of for televisions to turn themselves on with a timed alarm or something. He looks at her again. "I hope so. I think that you will." he says softly. Smiling a bit and nodded his head. "Uh...why are you bowing? I appreciate the strange sign of respect but you really don't need to do that." he stammers out in uncertain shyness. Looking at her and then pales. Pointing at the television. A blond haired woman with dark black streaks in her hair was talking on television. Yelling something about a car crash. "Her...that looks like her. I have seen brief glimpses of her. That is her voice. The authorities won't believe me." he says sadly. Looking rather like he wanted to be a turtle so he could shrink away into his figurative shell.