[ Katarina doesn't so much as lift a hand to shoo the Rufflet away, instead bringing the glass to her lips and taking a sip, eying the Pokemon just as it eyes her. She doesn't feel that her new companion is a threat in the least, though she isn't quite a fan of the look in its eyes... she's grateful for her Litwick wandering about nearby, just in case.
When the Rufflet is summoned away, Katarina's eyes dart to the source of the voice, falling upon none other than Quinn, a fellow ranger. ]
He was fine. [ She's inclined to respect her comrades, moreso than anyone else. ] Didn't seem to care for me much, though. [ Then again, who did? Though it wasn't as if she didn't want it that way. ]
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When the Rufflet is summoned away, Katarina's eyes dart to the source of the voice, falling upon none other than Quinn, a fellow ranger. ]
He was fine. [ She's inclined to respect her comrades, moreso than anyone else. ] Didn't seem to care for me much, though. [ Then again, who did? Though it wasn't as if she didn't want it that way. ]