At some point, Jeanne had gotten ahead of Lyserg, though the lack of his presence hardly registered in her mind as she approached the PokeCenter. Certainly, she had to retain some of her grace as she refrained from running, instead only briskly walking towards her destination. Though even then, she picked up the front of her dress in order to avoid dirtying the skirts any further.

Then, as the door opened and she stepped inside, it was surprisingly easy to pick out who she was looking for. Was the combination of silver hair and red eyes truly so striking? At that moment, she couldn't help but find it highly noticeable and had to take a second to really think about what that meant.

Ah. So that was her son. And for him, she smiled happily as she walked towards him and his... father. She wasn't sure what the strangest part of the situation was.