It takes the scruffy, tired-looking young woman a second or two to realize she's even being addressed. Once it hits her, she hastily turns to offer Gobo a wave and a grin that's interrupted by a yawn.
"Oh-- yeah! In a--" Yawn go here. "-n'a minute, anyway! Still kind of taking inventory..."
She gestures to the half-packed bags that are currently making a mess of her particular corner on this fine morning. Sitting among the scattered supplies is a Manectric who looks much more chipper than her trainer, panting happily with her tongue lolling out. At the sound of her trainer's voice, she gets up and pads over, shoving her pointy nose under Heather's palm until she receives an obligatory pat, and then she cheerfully approaches Clef. HELLO, FELLOW ELECTRIC-TYPE!! ARE YOU COOL WITH BEING SNIFFED? Y/N?
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"Oh-- yeah! In a--" Yawn go here. "-n'a minute, anyway! Still kind of taking inventory..."
She gestures to the half-packed bags that are currently making a mess of her particular corner on this fine morning. Sitting among the scattered supplies is a Manectric who looks much more chipper than her trainer, panting happily with her tongue lolling out. At the sound of her trainer's voice, she gets up and pads over, shoving her pointy nose under Heather's palm until she receives an obligatory pat, and then she cheerfully approaches Clef. HELLO, FELLOW ELECTRIC-TYPE!! ARE YOU COOL WITH BEING SNIFFED? Y/N?