The soft sound of a page being turned was the only thing that disrupted the silence of the room. Sukai was sitting alone in her chair, reading. It was just some book she'd found lying around, she hadn't known what it was really about. Her pokemon were resting, she had nothing better to do. The sound of boots against the tiles soon began to echo in the empty room. Sukai sighed, closing the book. She'd come ro recognize the iconic 'pat' of the shoes Alaina always wore. She could tell she was now standing behind her, her orange hair visible in the corner of her eye. There was visible movement, though she couldn't identify it. "Ala-" There was a poke on her cheek, followed by silence. She turned, now facing the other woman, who greeted her with an immense stare. Another poke.
"Ala, what're you-"
"Observing."
Another moment of silence drifted in.
"K." Sukai said, mentally shrugging and opening her book. She then continued to read in silence as Alaina poked and pulled at her face.
