Adrian let out a laugh, one that portrayed his vision of her trainer very well. A laugh that spoke of a real loser, one that couldn't keep his pokemon under control. Someone he was devastate in pokemon combat. At least, his perfect fantasies told him so. In truth, this trainer had a long ways to go yet. His only excuse, that he barely had the time to start training. Something he was quite eager to do.<br/><br/>"Fancy a snack?" He asked, quite out of the blue. This was an interesting pokemon, and he was going to buy his own two eevee evolutions a meal with some luxury anyway. A sort of, gentle introduction to this new world they were going to live in. More particularly, to the new rules they had to live by. His rules.<br/><br/>"My pokemon are going to be ready any time now, I was going to buy them dinner anyway." He was, intrigued though. This pokemon didn't at all seem like the normal ones around, not even a bit like his own. Quite a strong will, that much could be read from her behaviour.<br/><br/>Stepping over to the automated door, Adrian's eyes slid over to the eye sockets of Obdura's skull. Quite a morbid type of pokemon, his short pause before entering the door an invitation for her to come along. The idea of almost stealing a pokemon from a trainer, just by being more interesting, gave him a hesitant rush.