[Right nods in agreement, adjusting the strap to Rainbow Slasher. His faithful blade rests on his back this time, tilted so as to allow easy unsheathing. Near his feet, Momotaros the Tepig grumps a little as he follows along, shivering from the cold. Walking alongside Right are his Chansey and Diggersby, though the latter still looks rather wary and hesitant about the whole thing.

When Right does speak, he keeps his voice low.] Softy - any signs yet?

[Soft Steel shakes his head, not bothering to look behind at his Trainer. The Lucario stays near the front of the group, constantly scanning the area in front of them. His ears perks forward to catch any sounds beyond those made by the group, and his eyes keep looking for any stranger's auras. That half-mile radius of his aura-reading skills will come in handy today.]