[Deoxys stops completely, setting the current object of interest (though not anymore) he'd been holding down and turning slowly to face a Yako.]
A...lover?
[The look he casts over her now slightly red-tinted face is a curious one — he knows what "lover" implies, but why does she seem so shy about it? But he's completely serious when he addresses her again, starkly forward about the subject at hand.]
no subject
A...lover?
[The look he casts over her now slightly red-tinted face is a curious one — he knows what "lover" implies, but why does she seem so shy about it? But he's completely serious when he addresses her again, starkly forward about the subject at hand.]
Is a lover something you would want, Yako?