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[B][h1][color=darkorange]Alex[/color][/h1]
Location:[/b] Beryl Town, Morpheus Booth
[b]Interacting with:[/b] Ikkou ([@Yankee])
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She'd been able to shake Jonas - the rambling guy who'd stalked her from halfway through the egg line and to the Morpheus redemption booth - after getting into line. He'd been talking about something about optimal moves for efficient training of different types of Pokémon, until someone he knew fortunately spotted him and whisked him away to his family and friends who'd been saving a spot for him in another place. Alex appreciated the peace that came with his absence. Not that she was alone by any means; people flocked behind, around and in front of her, not all deigning to stand in an orderly line while talking to friends or festival volunteers, or entertainers.

Alex of course, was more caught up with her egg. It was easier to think now, but the dread in her stomach didn't seem to want to go away. Somehow, the mere existence of this almost featherlight, relatively small and colorful egg, represented everything that might go wrong with all her 'big' decisions up to this point. How did you even figure out what Pokémon eggs needed to be cared for, or what the Pokémon needed to live later on. Or if it was even a Pokémon she could handle. Shouldn't there have been some kind of vetting process? Mother had made her jump through tons of hoops to just get to take Comet with her. She felt her thoughts racing again; so many doubts, so many questions.

[color=cornflowerblue]"Pokémon eggs are surprisingly tough. It's hard to break one by mistake. So if you were worried... well, you don't have to be."[/color] Someone spoke up behind her, close to her ear, and she startled with a brief spook, turning her head. She turned her head towards him halfway, as it seemed he took a pause in his speech to say more. While he did, Alex took the time to look him over briefly, just as she had the last guy. A thin and slightly shorter guy, managing to look a whole lot less aggravating than the last. A bell-like Pokémon Alex had no idea about chimed a little beside him. He seemed so calm and confident, just in his manner. It was a little jealousy-inducing, honestly. [color=cornflowerblue]"Just seemed like you might have needed to hear that. Ah, hopefully that wasn't rude of me... Are you from the area? Seems like there are plenty of travelers here. Myself included."[/color] The Pokémon chimed in again, a little spellbinding with it's mix of melodic tunes and cute appearance.

It was enough to snap Alex out of her daze. [color=darkorange]"Uh... Yeah. I'm from Diamond City. Up north."[/color] She offered back, sounding more reserved than she'd intended. Without thinking she lifted a hand from the egg - it was extremely light after all - and tucked a bit of her hair underneath the edge of her cap as she looked at him. [color=darkorange]"Where, uh, are you from then? Are you also some kind of Pokémon expert?"[/color] she asked, as it though this new young man could have any idea about the last boy and his endless Pokérant.

All the way she shuffled a little forward as the line moved (slowly), though her attention now given to the man behind her.