[Sufficiently swapped, she digs in to the Peking duck herself and takes a moment to savor it herself — albeit less enthusiastically than he did on his first bite — before closing her eyes and leaning her head against the trunk of the tree, recalling the images of the dream. It was one she'd had a while back even before she arrived in Johto, and she's added on another six months since then, but there's still something about it that's so clear, and she can see it almost instantly when she tries.

Of course, with her eyes closed, she does miss some of his careful attention toward her, and it isn't until he speaks that her eyes slide open again, halfway and heavy with a certain dreaminess to them.]

No doubt I'll get away with it, you mean. We might as well be honest about how I'd be getting there, and how I've already tried.

[She's still a thief at heart, Cooper. She hasn't changed that much. Don't forget.]