I listened closely, curious to the feminine Eevee's reasoning... interacting with someone else rather than Davis certainly felt good. "Well... er, I'm here because I had to get away from that little party." I responded, noting her unusual reluctance for Confuse Ray. I came a bit closer, like a calm Lillipup to what it perceived as hostile at first... not that I actually thought she was hostile. As dangerous as she seemed, I was glad she was pointing her attacks in the opposite direction of me. Seeing as I didn't have much in way of a face, my smile came out as a curve at the bottom of my eye. "Oh, that's alright. If anything, that's gonna be helping you, when you go up against an enemy too strong for that kinda move." My voice deepened, although not considerably to the point where it could be considered 'flattery.' I tried it before, I got slapped in the face. Lucky for me, the pain of slapping me was stronger than the non-existent pain of being slapped. "As far as I'm concerned... if you really seem disturbed by that, I'd suggest only using it in dire circumstances." I said, my expression (if any) turning faithful.

Though, I was aware she was lost in thought. She didn't respond for several seconds, instead imitating the appearance of shell shock. I didn't question her past, because... well, I myself had a past, living in a bigoted community. We both obviously didn't want questions, at least not from strangers.