Adrian was listening to her sleep from behind the tough plastic walls of his tent. If not for the constant and by now aggrevating rain, he would have been able to hear far more. It was something special, a pokemon. His first pokemon. He wanted to listen to her breathe as she slept, watch how the wind played with her fur. He wouldn't spoil her, that was for sure. In fact, he might be one of those trainers that punishes first before asking questions. He would be strict, and she needed to obey. But that didn't mean he would not care for her, love her as a trainer does. Perhaps even more than that in due time...<br/><br/>Though eventually, he would succumb to sleep as well. Lying pretty filthy, having taken his shirt and pants off before he crawled in his sleeping bag. He'd been listening to Umbre on top of it, and deemed it a good time to warm up. Otherwise he'd have a cold in the morning and ruin every attempt at looking strong and dominant. Something he wouldn't chance.<br/><br/>As morning came and the inside of his tent slowly warmed to the sun's touch, Adrian woke. The dreams that had taking him back and forth to the end of the universe quickly faded from memory and he dressed himself in new clothes before he crawled out of his tent. The rain had stopped somewhere during the night, and the morning had greeted the both of them with a fresh clean air.<br/><br/>The mud that hadn't washed off of Umbre and Adrian while it rained had caked on, and both of them could use a bath right now. Which was more or less Adrian's plan. As he walked out he was carrying two small cans, preserved food. Putting them down next to the ashy remains of the fire to head back in the tent to grab two plates. "You awake? I've got breakfast, in case you're interested." Preparing the meal was rather easy, and while it wasn't gourmet dinner, it was quality meat with a few herbs to hide the preservatives.<br/><br/>Adrian himself would sit down and used the combat knife he held hidden in one of his many pockets to eat his meal, the other plate was ready laying next to the remains of the fire. Trying to talk, his mouth not entirely empty yet, while she reacted to his offer of breakfast, he seemed interested in her feel today, possibly how she thought about the leash still on her. "Once we're done, we're both going to need a bath." He said that, as if he had something more in mind, though his face did a good job at hiding what.