Dom's fingers closed around the PDA tightly as it fell into his hand. He gave it a quick glance to make sure it was unharmed before handing it back to Chelle Lee. As he passed the device, he looked deeply into her eyes, willing her to calm and collect herself. Dom knew that these people might prove valuable allies in the future, if they played their cards right. But to do that, they would both have to be amicable. 

Chelle Lee seemed to more or less get the hint. Though she was practically shaking with rage, Dom watched as she took a long, shuddering breath, held it for a moment, and released it, along with a good portion of the tension in her muscles. She was a long way from being friendly, but it was a start. 

"We haven't ever had a flutist in our band, but maybe we could try it out," Dom said as he faced back towards Shio and Fox-Face. "And yes, there's a distinctive difference between rock and everything inferior. We'll have to show you sometime." He looked towards Fox-Face. "Both of you, maybe. In the meantime, Shio - that was your name, right? You said you were interested in perhaps trading for Chelle Lee's Velare? She's mostly interested in Poison, Dark, or Ghost-types."