[center][h2][color=39b54a]Deneb Astrologian[/color]
At the Pokelab[/h2][/center]

[@MissFortune]

On the bright side, the girl noticed him. On the downside, whoever was on the other end of that phone call had made her emotionally unstable. She was sobbing and yelling at him as if she was a child whose favorite toy was yanked away from them. It was certainly not the best time to approach and interact with the lady, but she had already noticed and screeched at them, so Deneb would have to do something anyway. Much to Maractus' shock and disagreement, the desert boy opened the window some more, and climbed through. Maractus followed through, trying to protect the boy.

He walked up to the lady with the same expression on his face that he had for the last few hours. He looked up to her and pointed to Maractus.

"[color=39b54a]She thinks you're suspicious.[/color]"

Maractus, confirming his words, dragged Deneb back to stand between them. Deneb let it happen, but shook his head when the pokemon got into a protective stance.

"[color=39b54a]You are crying...Why?[/color]"