Without any further comment, Naomi just quietly peeled off the remains of her dress, wriggling in place to get it off. The only thing she's wearing at this point is her still intact and rather rugged waistpack. Fully naked now, it's clear she's been bruised and battered by the events in the grotto.<br/><br/><span style="color: #6495ED">"It is a beautiful grotto. Lots of pokemon were just.. hanging out there. Sleeping or being playfully idle. And.. with the Slowbro doing what he did to me, I had a thought."</span><br/><br/>She looked around the group.<span style="color: #6495ED">"We could use a psychic or three. One who could translate human to pokemon. Because we might otherwise end up stumbling over yet another being that's way too strong for us and we may need a way to, uh, talk ourselves out of trouble. Or just, y-know, talk to pokemon we meet and convince them to come with us."</span><br/><br/>'Tai nodded and curled up to Naomi.<br/><br/>She rummaged through her pack as she talked, looking for and finding a pair of loose shorts. She shimmied into them, drawing them on over her feet and up her legs, hitching her hips up to pull them on, all the while trying not to expose herself too much.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>