Eyes wide now, clearly displaying his fear and unease at the woman's approach, Waver took a step back and subtly shifted closer to Yuuna. A single glance was enough show the veracity in the woman's words; there was no denying that the differences between the two women went beyond age, experience, and relative skill level.

"She's different from you, Yuuna," he muttered quickly in a voice that was barely above a whisper. "There's an electric type-- but that makes no sense!"

He shook his head helplessly, lanky hair flying into his face with the motion. There were so many questions flying through his mind at that moment that he had to accept the raw information that was before him, discrepancies and all.