The pidgeys Adia recognizes. That particular bird pokémon seems to be everywhere. But the diglett are new, and she pauses briefly to point them out to Caspar, who smiles a little at their appearance.
"It's fine," she says reassuringly. She certainly won't stop referring to him as Professor Madrone. "Do you live here, as well?" she asks as she looks around. "It's lovely." Not quite the lab space she was expecting, but she appreciates the warm, welcoming environment.
Caspar's gaze is more critical, but even he can't find anything to nitpick about how orderly everything is. The tension in his shoulders eases -- he has been holding on to Josh's dirty little secret until Harley returns from her fact-finding mission, and was suspicious of the professor by proxy. But this man seems to be who he says he is. He can let his guard down a little. "I'm good, thanks."
"Me, too," Adia adds politely. She's eager to be put to work.
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"It's fine," she says reassuringly. She certainly won't stop referring to him as Professor Madrone. "Do you live here, as well?" she asks as she looks around. "It's lovely." Not quite the lab space she was expecting, but she appreciates the warm, welcoming environment.
Caspar's gaze is more critical, but even he can't find anything to nitpick about how orderly everything is. The tension in his shoulders eases -- he has been holding on to Josh's dirty little secret until Harley returns from her fact-finding mission, and was suspicious of the professor by proxy. But this man seems to be who he says he is. He can let his guard down a little. "I'm good, thanks."
"Me, too," Adia adds politely. She's eager to be put to work.