"<span style="color: #808080">It is hard to say.</span>" Lydia said, smiling as Naomi offered her the affectionate peck. It was certainly good to feel closer to someone in the group, and she was looking forward to the joint training session. She had brought Kat back into her Pokeball and with their arrival on the shore she had brought out her temperamental Rufflet, letting it swoop around the boat and screech irritably at Loon, earning an admonishment from Lydia.<br/>"<span style="color: #808080">Honestly...he follows direction well enough but he needs further discipline.</span>" She said after chiding him, one hand still in Naomi's.<br/>"<span style="color: #808080">I suppose for now we should find a nice place for training, I'm sure some mock battles will do wonder for putting a little more order among our friends here.</span>" she smiled at her, not having to mention that seclusion could offer them any number of circumstances on their own.<br/><br/>She blinked as a sudden darkness fell over the beach, lasting only a moment as it passed overhead. A cloud? no much too fast. A plane? Not over these islands. She looked up, eyes straining against the bright sun. "<span style="color: #808080">Mmmm...Naomi do you see that?"</span>She asked, not sure if her eyes were playing tricks on her or not.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>