Eleyna pulled off her boots and socks, splaying her toes as Naomi spoke. She didn't know anything about balances being broken, but it was an interesting question. She knew that all of those old traditions and festivals were supposed to be about appeasing spirits, and that the spirits had eventually been discovered to be Pokemon when modern science had arisen. But they never really seemed like they would do anything to her. Wrapping ropes around trees, putting up Torii, clapping at shrines... she'd always enjoyed it as a girl and it had felt magical and special, but when she'd grown up the magic had gone. They had just become festivals, enjoyable, special events, but nothing more.<br/><br/>But as she looked at Rhyhorn and as Naomi mentioned the Pansage that had started following Aisha around, she was left wondering. Had Pokemon and people been partners once? She'd called Growlithe her partner earlier in the day, and she'd meant it. Was that how it had been it the beginning for all of them?<br/><br/>At Naomi's mention of a shower, Eleyna became keenly aware of how sticky she felt. "Hey, yeah! Rhyhorn, could you make a small pit for us? Just right there."<br/><br/>The Pokemon gave her a look and Growlithe gave him a brief explanation of menial tasks that humans sometimes needed, but still acted as excellent opportunities to hone one's skills! Accepting this explanation, and acquiescing to Eleyna's will, he began using his Rock Smash attack.<br/><br/>Eleyna crossed her legs and grasped her ankles as she watched, pleased with the strength of her new Pokemon. She wondered how strong he really was, as the battle had been cut short she'd not been able to view his full scope. She'd need to devise a battle tomorrow, she decided.<br/><br/>Naomi's talk of boobs and pervs pulled Eleyna's attention away, however. Her brow rose sharply at her first question. "Pacts... through... fan-service...?" An image flashed across her mind of flashing a Pokemon. But it was Naomi's second question which gave the trainer pause.<br/><br/>She scratched her head, not sure what Naomi meant. "Intimate?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>