Poring over the map, Naomi nodded and replied to Eleyna,<span style="color: #6495ED">"I don't see why it's called the battlefield either, but I'd guess it'd be easy to figure out if we explore the area. Probably fossilized skeletons in the area and a lot of them if that's what they call it. I don't think there's anyone who actually knows the history, since it's still mostly wilderness."</span><br/><br/>When Aisha bubbled on about ways to get the Snorlax up and moving, she couldn't help but chuckle. She didn't have to imagine Aisha naked, thanks to the time the girls had spent together in the onsen, and couldn't help but smile a little. She snuck a glance at Lydia. After the incident on the ferry, she'd felt quite close to the other woman, and it wasn't only Aisha's body she was remembering.<br/><br/><span style="color: #6495ED">"Oh, you wear clothes when you sleep?"</span>Naomi asked Aisha. Letting the implications linger, she continued.<span style="color: #6495ED">"There's no space under the Snorlax for us to light a fire without also getting that nauseating burned fur smell. But it is sleeping. Perhaps Somnificent can do something to disturb its dreams?"</span><br/><br/>She looked at the yellow drowzee. She was still very sure he'd been the one responsible for undoing her bra back when she was changing on the ferry. Kat's blocky form making her stumble against Lydia she still attributed to being an accident.<br/><br/>The drowzee, Somnificent, looked a little put out. His previous trainer hadn't worked him so hard, or at all really, not after he tried to make the boy's daydreams come true. It wasn't his fault he hadn't been interested in that particular girl! And now his new trainer wasn't even thanking him, but piling work, work work on his shoulders.<br/><br/>Still, perhaps there was something he could do. The snorlax was sleeping, after all, and a drowzee like himself knew how to play in dreamspace.<br/><br/>'Tai glanced over at the drowzee's muttered complaints and shrugged. That's quite a feat when you don't have shoulders! He was taking the time to practice icing up his tail, attempting to evoke an aura of chilling cold around it. 'Tai at least wasn't averse to practice.<br/><br/>Loon, being still very much a wild farfetch'd, hadn't even bothered to wait for permission, pecking through the food. Maybe there was a better leek* in here somewhere than the one he already had, something fresher.<br/><br/>[*seriously, the description of what farfetched carried was changed for the english release because Nintendo felt that american children wouldn't know what a leek is. >.< ]<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>