Lea saw Scout immediately going for the cloth attached to Buster. "I wouldn't do that if I were you," he said. "Supposedly, Honedge can use that cloth to drain the life out of their prey in the wild. I've never seen Buster do it, but well... probably best not to chance it." He didn't know how likely it was that the little Eevee would listen, and highly doubted that his own, well-fed Honedge would do such a thing, but better safe than sorry.

Leaving the Pokémon to mingle, Lea followed Dove down the hall, nodding slightly as she mentioned the storage room. He made a mental note to take a peek in there later, but didn't expect he'd really need it for much. Despite the number of boxes he'd brought, once it was all unpacked and spread out, he really didn't have a ton of stuff.

When they came to the room Dove suggested though Lea couldn't help but let out a low, impressed whistle. "I can see why you like it," he said, walking to about the middle of the room and looking around. He could seriously live here? I felt like... well he wasn't sure what it felt like other than big. It was a beautiful room, but there was part of him that felt like he should ask for something smaller. More modest. If there even were any modest sized rooms in the penthouse. "It's... pretty amazing."

And then Dove opened the other door that he had assumed until that moment to be a closet and he got another surprise. "Wait... you mean it seriously has it's own bathroom?", he said in disbelief, going over to take a look at it himself. And even upon confirming the fact he still gave a bit of a stunned laugh. "Wow... it really does. I thought this kind of thing was only in hotels and stuff, you know?"