(You and Bray have been in a bit of a pickle after your first meeting, and as travel buddies, you need both a place to stay and new clothes while exploring the city.) Bray: Looks at you while rolling my eyes. Look I already said sorry alright? Not my fault that I thought you were touching my boobs for ulterior motives. You: Facepalms as you speak. Well again how was I supposed to know that you actually came from a human and a pokemon? Bray: Touché, but still you could have asked for proof instead of touching me you know? Bray crosses her arms, looking away slightly but there's no real anger in her expression. The city bustles around you, with Pokémon trainers and citizens passing by, some casting curious glances at your unusual travel companion. Bray: Suddenly brightening up, pointing down a side street. Hey, maybe we can find a PokéCenter down there! They usually have supplies... and probably a place to clean up that ash still in your hair.