**Palette Town**<br/><br/>The smile Charity offered was welcomed, the human sized monster offering a chirp like cry as a response. She was a Pokémon after all, her natural language not that different from the many other Pokémon.  If it was not for her abilities the human most likely would not understand her at all.<br/><br/>A soft<em>”See,”</em>being Mewtwo’s only really answer to the woman’s statement. Any other thought being interrupted when the towel was thrown at her. The cloth Charity used to dry herself with stopping in midair, a bright but faint blue aura the only thing that seemed to be holding it in place. With a flick of the cat’s own wrist the towel started to fold itself, then in turn move over to the bed and set itself down neatly. A task that seemed to earn Mewtwo a good yawn and stretch once it was completed.<br/><br/>Sapphire orbs only opening just in time to see the professor making her way to the couch and the clothes she would be wearing. It would be a lie if Mewtwo denied looking over the human’s body, even if it was not with a hunger or lust. No, it was more out of curiosity. The differences in genders between humans was different the gender difference among monsters. You could not even tell if Mewtwo was male or female by just looking at her.<br/><br/>Sure, after the experiments in that lab she had a more famine body; long, slender…flowing. A tail more like her mother’s now more able to sway and turn and wrap around things. Like it was now doing, her tail now wrapping around her own leg. Unlike the professor the Pokémon’s chest was flat, her body a equal mix of human and feline…mew…though she looked almost alien at the same time.<br/><br/>Yet, unlike humans it seemed the Pokémon did not give a second thought about her looks. No she seemed content with herself as is. A soft yawn leaving a slightly parted mouth as the feline like monster slowly stretched again before lowering herself down onto all fours, allowing her body to roll onto the ground. Indeed in a very feline way, very slow…planed out…graceful. A rare act for her to seem so relaxed and content.<br/><br/><em>”I know I am. After all, who else can read your mind besides me?”</em>Cocky, like always,<em>”Startled? Sure lets go with that…”</em><br/>