Smiling lightly seeing the chamber Richard seemed glad to be hidden away in such a method. The warmth of the walls around him, listening carefully he could even hear her heart beat as well as her breathing. The gentle embrace of the walls seemed to work his body in a new way that was pleasurable in other ways making the mans body relax more and more.<br/><br/>Hearing her comment he couldn't help but chuckle "Heh I'm glad your enjoying this then. This is probably the best I've felt in a long time. If not overall." He paused thinking on what she could have meant about just getting started though knowing Kuzuha he would probably find out soon enough.<br/><br/>He seemed a bit surprised as her stomach began working him around again the motions moving him about made Richard give a surprised sigh of contentment his body seeming to move along with the undulations of the wall he had began wondering if she was doing this with her hands on the outside or just her stomach muscles.<br/><br/>Hearing her statement though he already realized what she had meant and allowing his body to relax with the stomach working him around his thoughts would begin drifting and she would begin experiencing something different. At first a semi sweet sensation with an odd darker taste underlying it. From his younger years of training Richard was always alone except for an Arcanine that had always remained at his side. These were better days before Richard had snapped, he often spent his time around the mons more than humans often doing anything he could to help them. This all seemed to change when he met an odd group of humans trying to capture some pokemon and forcing them to do things they normally wouldn't want. Despite his age he rushed the two with a stick slamming it over the back of ones head then on the others knees. He began chastising them on the pain they caused the mons setting the mons free before knocking the people out with a couple strikes to the backs of their heads.<br/><br/>Later she would taste something of a more rough texture Richard and his Arcanine had been following up on an odd group that was stealing pokemon from trainers with some odd device that would turn them on their previous partners and corrupt them. Rumor had it they had caught a legendary bird and this concerned him greatly. He would soon find his fears would be confirmed. Everything up til the end was a blur up to him finding the corrupted Lugia having managed to free it he quickly rushed to escape but a gunshot would shatter the mans focus as the bullet struck not him but his beloved Arcanine. Blood splattered richard as the bullet went through one side of the arcanines skull almost going through and striking him as well. The memory resurfacing almost seemed to wreck Richards concentration. In that moment though everything took on a reddish hue as something in the past richards thought process snapped. In one quick movement he threw the scorpion wire that he used for crossing gaps. Though this time it was used for something entirely different. The blade in the end would slip right in between the mans ribs that had shot his Arcanine before he could level his aim on Richard. Pulling the man close the memory began to darken but occasionally visions of blood splattered hallways could be seen as Richard left the building carrying out his Arcanine. Oddly enough a darkness had enveloped the man it seemed that in the process of freeing the Lugia some of the corruption had taken root in the man. Making him stronger and faster. That memory continued to darken but was ended with a rather large statue of his Arcanine in his home.<br/><br/>Once that had ended she could feel Richard shaking. It seemed that memory was one that was his particular reason for his disgust for humans. Afterwards he saw how they treated their partners as simply tools and a means to an end. After these though it seemed that Richard needed a moment to calm down. In the process of opening himself up he seemed to have opened himself up more than he meant to. Oddly enough Kuzuha would notice a slight influence of a psychic type that had helped him suppress the painful memory of seeing his partners death but he had never made any mention of any other friends especially psychic types. He didn't seem to be the type to let others mess with his mind.It seemed a bit out of place.