The rain had really picked up within the short time that Lin and Cecilia had been inside the Theater. It had been only a light shower before, but now as Lin emerged from the building, she saw that dark clouds had fully rolled in, blanketing the sky in an obsidian veil. Rain bombarded the ground like bullets, and any of the city residents that were still outdoors were racing towards their homes or another form of shelter.

Noblesse appeared completely unfazed by the rain, the water rolling down his smooth skin, with no fur or the like to absorb or hinder the flow of water. Lin was not quite so fortunate, as her thin fur quickly became drenched, and the scarf around her neck becoming heavy and waterlogged.

Needless to say, Sorin promptly opted out of accompanying them to the sparring venue, citing that the rain would soak into his wings to ridiculous extents. Even Cecilia seemed a little bit daunted by the sheer volume of rain, and offered to accompany Sorin back to Kaito's location, so that the Altaria would at least not be stranded at the Theater in the meantime.

Celes, on the other paw, seemed intent on not letting Noblesse out of her sight for long, and had wordlessly chosen to follow them towards the west end of Ecruteak City. The Flareon's fur was heated enough to turn most of the water into steam upon contact, but even with this factor, she paused beneath the shelter of nearby trees often to allow her fur to fully dry and warm up before continuing.

The weather itself did not trouble Lin at all. She was used to training, battling, or traveling through a variety of intense weather conditions, as Mt. Coronet seemed to attract the worst of the Sinnoh's climate. She was mildly disappointed that it was rain, as opposed to snow, or even sleet, for the colder temperatures and familiarity of the weather would give her an advantage. Sneasel and Weavile were excellent hunters, their senses far exceeding that of the common Pokemon, and their lifestyle of battle and navigating the mountain enabled them to adapt to harsh weather and rough terrain.

However, rain was a different beast altogether. Snowfall reduced visibility, and the cold could be taxing to one's body if they were unadjusted, but it also muffled sounds and made it difficult to distinguish movement from drifting snow. Sneasel and their evolution had honed their senses of smell, sight, and hearing to work well in these conditions, and Lin applied similar skills to her fighting style. Rain likewise reduced visibility, and while the darkness was no issue to her, the pounding of raindrops on leaves, cement, or earth were distracting, and filtered her hearing through overstimulation, instead of just muffling sounds.

Her sense of smell posed few advantages in battle anyway, so she considered that a minimal loss. Rain left a unique scent signature upon the earth, whereas snow again obliterated the majority of the smells, so Lin did have a mild concern that she would find herself distracted by another of her senses being overstimulated.

The Weavile blinked as rain splashed across her muzzle and she shook her head to clear her vision. Battling with a handicap would ensure that this spar would be far more challenging, and indeed, more satisfying, but it had been a while since she had battled or trained in such intense rain, so adjusting to how her senses were being hit would be a touch irritating.

"Here we are! Is this spot to your liking, lovely?" Noblesse inquired, stopping and turning around to face her. Lin blinked and scanned the surrounding area. From the looks of it, Noblesse had almost literally brought her to the same general area that she and Cecilia had been talking in not even a half hour ago, as she could make out the remains of the Brass Tower further ahead. On the other paw, this worked to her liking just fine. Discounting the weather, such an area was bound to be lower traffic, meaning a minimized chance for interference or collateral damage.

"Works for me," Lin stated, flexing her claws eagerly. She silently noted a tiny portion of her enthusiasm was due to how Noblesse kept using endearments in his sentences, despite her firmly telling him she would not reciprocate any interest. It did not escape her notice, either, that Noblesse had agreed to battle her soon after. He was seemingly aware of how her pack used to handle courtship rituals, and she was unamused by the implications. If he wanted to court or flirt with her through battle, then she would gladly cut his efforts to ribbons. He didn't appear to have any legitimate affection or interest towards her, which suggested that he was more likely teasing her, but such behavior was a fool's approach when it came to a Weavile.

"Fantastic," Noblesse chuckled. "If you need time to finish preparations, do so now. I'm going to do a costume change."

Lin merely raised an eyebrow inquisitively, a gesture that was probably completely unnoticeable in the current weather. From the corner of her eye, she could see that Celes had settled beneath a large, leafy tree that protected her from the worst of the rain, and gave her a comfortable distance from the action. Meanwhile, Noblesse extracted a small bundle of cloth that he had been carrying tucked under his arm since they left the theater. With swift, practiced motions, he draped the fabric around his neck and fastened the yellow gemstone clasp at the front.

The Weavile blinked at the accessory, her puzzlement becoming amplified. She had originally thought it to be a scarf similar to her own, but on closer inspection, it instead seemed more like a black formal handkerchief, like something that might be worn to a dinner party that permitted Pokemon guests. It seemed designed, if not tailored, to complement the Electric-type's ringed neckline, while still producing a more formal image. Even the gemstone clasp matched the Ampharos' color scheme, although Lin suspected it was an artifical gem, as the real deal would probably be too valuable to affix to such a small cloth accessory.

"Is there a practical purpose to wearing that for a spar?" she wondered aloud, not without a small trace of disdain. Considering his earlier compliment of her scarf, wearing a seemingly pointless, although aesthetically pleasing, item to their spar seemed like he was making fun of her.

"Says the Weavile wearing a scarf nearly as long as she is tall. It looks wonderful on you, but one wonders if its length ever trips you up," Noblesse countered pleasantly. Lin scowled slightly, choosing to forego a response in favor of taking a moment to verify the loop keeping the scarf in place around her neck. When she was still a Sneasel, she often received criticisms about her wearing a scarf, even in battle. As an Ice-type, she did not require its protection from the elements, and the ends of the scarf tended to trail dangerously close to her feet. Others sometimes noted that if an opponent could seize one of the ends of the scarf, or if it got caught on something, they could sabotage her movements, or even put her at risk of being strangled.

There was no denying that this concerns had merit, which was why Lin always took a moment to confirm how the scarf was fastened around her neck before beginning a battle. However, she was not willing to part with the scarf entirely. By this point in her life, it was more to her than a simple fashion accessory, and the scrappy nature of her species guaranteed that she would find herself battling frequently. In that sense, it was better in her eyes to adapt to the scarf's potential flaws than to be rid of them.

Once satisfied, Lin straightened and held eye contact with Noblesse. He smiled pleasantly in reply, and for a few moments, neither of them moved nor spoke, and the only sounds around them was the pattering of rain and the rustling of leaves. Finally, Lin raised her paw in front of her and snapped her claws loudly.

At that precise moment, the skies rumbled with thunder, drowning out even the sounds of her claws. The Weavile blinked and cast a resentful glare at the offending storm clouds. It was almost a shame that Cecilia hadn't been present to witness the moment, because Lin was sure the Quilava would have gotten a kick out of the sky stealing her thunder in an almost literal sense.

Noblesse smirked, doubtlessly enjoying the moment's irony, but he nevertheless assumed a ready stance, communicating without words that he was aware that Lin had been signalling for the spar to begin. His black eyes focused on the Weavile, evidently waiting for her to make the first move.

An interesting choice, but not an entirely surprising one. Many Pokemon she had faced in the past pursued one of two distinct strategies, and both revolved around them being aware of her species' reputation as swift and merciless hunters. The most common strategy was to take the offensive from the beginning, in the hopes that forcing Lin to take a defensive position would prevent her from gathering any momentum for her own offense, and they could eventually get past the defense for a decisive victory.

That had been the strategy Frost had utilized in their battle back at the Solaceon Ruins. Effective only for a short time, for what many opponents failed to realize was that pack Sneasel trained by battling one another, and there was no shortage of opponents who approached battle with an all-out offensive. In addition, it was not uncommon for Sneasel spars to turn into two-on-one battles, or even battle royales involving up to five total participants. If a Sneasel did not improve her defensive game, her potential for growth would become limited if strength in numbers could turn the tide overwhelmingly against her.

The second strategy was for a Pokemon to focus their energy into solidifying their defense. This was the approach more tactical Pokemon utilized, believing it to be a foolish endeavor to leave one exposed without knowledge of their adversary. Ironically, this was the tactic Lin herself preferred, but it was clear, under these weather conditions, that she would not be able to read Noblesse's style or intentions. Getting a feel for him would be nigh-impossible with the rain filtering three of her senses at once.

Still, the Weavile was not so reckless to lunge at an opponent she had no knowledge of. It would be ideal to get within close range so that she could strike with her claws, but she could be patient for now. The rain could still assist her in another way.

Lin flicked her wrist, her paw freezing the air and moisture between her claws, creating two jagged shards of ice within her paw. With a fluid movement, she hurled the projectiles at the Ampharos, and Noblesse pivoted hastily, one of the shards whizzing harmlessly past his shoulder, and the other grazing his left ear.

Seeing that the Electric-type's stance was slightly lopsided, Lin darted closer, but that was merely to add more pressure; she was not yet in range, nor did she intend to get that close just yet. Excitement was building up within her, dispelling the restless butterflies that had swarming within her since this morning. Her red eyes glinted, and she brandished her paw, again seizing two frozen chunks of ice between her claws and hurling them towards Noblesse.

The Ampharos drove his right paw forward, and electricity coursed through him, its energy traveling from the gem on his forehead down to his paw. The rainwater running over his body helped accelerate the flow of electricity, and bolts of yellow lightning snaked outwards from the Ampharos' paw. As Lin's thrown Ice Shards came closer, two bolts leapt off of Noblesse's paw and intercepted the shards, obliterating them with a loud crackling of energy.

Lin blinked in surprise, but then smiled internally. That was certainly an...interesting tactic. Using the rain to help conduct his electricity, and then passively intercept projectiles like a reverse lightning rod...not a strategy she saw on a regular basis, although she doubted it would be very effective if not for the rain.

Noblesse was smirking a little, and Lin recognized the danger a split-second before the sphere of electricity gathered at the Ampharos' paw launched towards her. She dove sideways, tucking her body into an expert somersault and returning to her feet a short distance away, but her left foot slipped on the slick grass, and she hastily pivoted her body to keep from falling over. The resulting spasm was far from her usual graceful maneuvering, and she made a mental note to be wary of the slippery ground.

With unexpected speed, Noblesse pivoted to face her again, and a beam of sparkling energy fired from the gem at his forehead. With no time to even consider another somersaulting evasion, Lin formed her paws into a defensive cross shape and black energy coursed through her claws. She grimaced as the beam collided with her paws, and swiftly tore through the makeshift energy barrier she had conjured. The remaining energy broke through her defense and struck the Weavile in the chest with enough force to knock her off her feet, and she slid backwards a few inches on the wet grass.

"Are you hurt, my dear?" Noblesse inquired, sounding mildly concerned, but Lin merely climbed back to her feet with as much grace as she could manage.

"Only my pride," she retorted crisply, readjusting her scarf absently, her eyes fixed upon Noblesse. It seemed that she had going too lightly on him. True, she preferred to feel out an opponent before proceeding to fight more seriously, but she could see now that this was a mistake. Noblesse still lacked the finesse of a seasoned battler, but he was no pushover, that was for sure. With the rain proving to be a considerable asset to his electricity, and a significant hindrance to herself, it seemed that there was no need to hold back any further.

"Oh? Is this the turning point when you'll fight me more seriously?" Noblesse wondered aloud. Lin blinked, but then narrowed her eyes suspiciously at the Ampharos.

"And what makes you think that?" she asked, her tone as cool as a melting ice cube.

"Simply your eyes, lovely," Noblesse explained with a chuckle. He was speaking louder to be heard over the pounding rain and occasional rumble of thunder, but it had the side effect of making him sound smug, like he was explaining things to a child. His body language had none of the signs of being smug, which was the only reason Lin hesitated to consider him as such, although the rain was still interfering with her ability to make out the smaller details.

"My eyes?" Lin repeated, frowning. It wasn't the statement itself that bothered her, because she usually obtained a remarkable amount of information from studying someone's eyes, but if Noblesse could do likewise, then it could indicate he was more experienced than Lin had originally expected.

"Didn't you know? Your eyes show up very vibrantly, even in poor lighting," Noblesse explained pleasantly. "Eyes are the window to the soul, after all, and as a stage actor, they can offer a lot of unspoken cues critical to timings and other details that keep the production flowing smoothly. So I've learned to watch for those cues, and right now, your eyes are excited."

There was no point in denying this assertion. If her eyes had revealed so much to him, then it was just a matter of time before the rest of her body did likewise. She could already feel the eagerness spreading through her, and the revelation that Noblesse could read body and emotional cues in his opponents' eyes, regardless of how he learned this skill, meant that he was an opponent much more worthy of her effort.

Lin flexed her claws and darted towards her foe. The gemstone on his head flashed momentarily, and Lin immediately side-stepped, picking up speed to the point that she was little more than a black and blue blur to all those around them. Waves of electricity radiated outwards from the Ampharos' body, but Lin continued to side-step at high speeds in a counterclockwise direction, so that even as Noblesse pivoted to turn the Thunder Wave's focus onto her new location, she was always two steps ahead of him.

The moment she could see his back, she closed the gap between them, and swiped her claws across his back, leaving a shallow gash across his smooth skin. The Ampharos yelped in pain, but there was no blood. Noblesse spun around, but unlike his previous attempts to catch her with his Thunder Wave, he turned to his right, and his orb-tipped tail swept beneath Lin's legs, causing her to stumble. By the time she had righted herself, her vision was filled with the white skin of the Ampharos' stomach, followed immediately by the blindingly yellow glow of his electricity.

Lin leapt backwards hastily, but she knew it was a hopeless endeavor. She had been at point-blank range, and her water-soaked fur and scarf ensured that he would not miss. A wave of electricity discharged from Noblesse's body, striking Lin with the force of a tidal wave. She was physically hurled backwards, tumbling across the grass with all the grace of a rag doll. Doubtlessly, the entire affair might have been excruciatingly painful, but every nerve in Lin's body seemed to have simultaneously gone numb, leaving only the bizarre tingling sensation that far surpassed, but rivaled, the feeling of her limbs falling asleep.

It took incredible effort, but Lin managed to roll herself over onto her paws and knees, and from there, rise slowly back to her feet. She swayed slightly, for the sensation of solid ground beneath her feet felt foreign, to the point where she couldn't even be sure that the ground WAS solid.

"Oh wow...you okay over there?" Noblesse asked, looking and sounding legitimately concerned for her well-being. "My apologies, I forgot just how much the weather was amplifying my electricity..."

He started to step towards Lin, but she let out a hissing sound that would not have sounded out of place coming from an enraged Persian. Noblesse froze, his eyes widening in concern.

"Don't come near me," Lin breathed. The only sensation in her body she was aware of was the accelerated beating of her heart, the only clue that she was actually alive, and not in some bizarre form of unfeeling limbo. "You haven't won, you have no right to approach!"

Noblesse's eyes darted around them, bafflement etched on his face.

"I just want to be sure you're-"

"Shut up!" Lin snarled, and to emphasize her words, purple flames erupted from her claws, burning intensely despite the bombardment of rain upon the battlefield. There was no rage in her eyes, however, but that only made the Weavile seem even more terrifying. Her mouth was curling into a vicious grin, and she was breathing harder, in time with the pounding of her heart. "I won't let you win..."

Noblesse looked increasingly nervous as he observed Lin's expression. "Is this about the comment about Weavile courting? Because I was teasing, I'm not actually interested in you. I just thought a spar would be fun-"

"It is fun," Lin agreed, her grin widening. "More fun than any opponent I've had in weeks, no...in months. You're the only one since him...this is the only time since I've evolved that I've felt like I could actually lose. So don't hold back anymore. I sure won't..."

Noblesse opened his mouth to reply, but Lin slashed her claws through her air, leaving a trail of purple flames in their wake. She closed the distance between them in a heartbeat, and drove her claws into his shoulder. Noblesse yelped, but as he pulled back, she closed her fist and struck him once in the stomach, then drove her other fist into his chin. The orb upon the Ampharos' tail lit up, and the Weavile retreated at once, just before another wave of electricity erupted from Noblesse's body, lighting the entire battlefield with an intense yellow light.

Lin was already out of range by the time the electricity surged through the area, and she flicked her wrists, each paw greedily seizing a pair of Ice Shards between her claws. She hurled them at Noblesse in pairs, one set aimed for his right shoulder, the second set for his left leg. Noblesse was quick to pivot to avoid the first set, but he yelped and staggered backwards as the second pair of jagged ice struck his leg. Lin dove forward, sliding across the wet grass on her stomach, and slashing her claws across the Ampharos' uninjured leg. Noblesse gasped in pain, and lost his footing, falling into a seated position.

Lin shivered with excitement. There was something incredibly satisfying about seeing her opponent in an undignified position mirroring the one she had been forced into earlier. Yet, she didn't want him to fall just yet. This was the most exhilarating battle she had ever fought away from her home pack. To crush Noblesse now would be anti-climactic. She wanted him to give her more satisfaction, to show off more of his battle spirit until she was content with defeating him.

After all, this male had the gall to patronize her with endearments in battle. He may have retracted his flirtatious interest, but that didn't change the level of insult he had shown her, intentionally or not.

Lin waited for a second, long enough for Noblesse to stumble back to his feet, and then she pressed her offense, directing power into her claws until they glowed with eerie black energy, expanding until it was an extension of the claws themselves. She slashed at Noblesse viciously, alternating between her paws with each strike, moving so quickly that she was practically a blur of motion.

Noblesse at first was forced to focus only on dodging and retreating, lest a delay in moving leave him in shreds, but after retreating numerous paces, his eyes suddenly shifted, and he moved forward instead, accepting several deep gashes across his stomach as consequence, and he drove his fist directly into Lin's face, his paw erupting with electricity a split-second before impact.

It happened so quickly, and the movement was so unexpected, that Lin had no time to even try to defend herself. She reeled from the electric punch, and from the corner of her eye, she saw the Ampharos' gemstone glow brightly a moment before the same sparkling beam from before lanced out from his forehead, striking her directly in the chest with enough force to hurl her backwards. Pain flooded into Lin's body, replacing the hollow numbness that had consumed her nerves previously, and for a few seconds, she wasn't even sure if she could move.

"What the hell?"

Kaito's voice somehow managed to overtake the din of the rain, and Lin rolled onto all fours again, her red eyes glinting with eagerness, despite the roughness of the previous attack. This was the sort of battle she had been hungering for, and the fact that Noblesse had gone beyond her expectations only made it even more satisfying. The pain and sting of being knocked around would only make her ultimate victory all the sweeter.

Lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the grounds briefly, and during that flash, Lin could see the Togetic hovering at the sidelines, making no effort whatsoever to seek shelter from the pounding rain. Noblesse glanced in Kaito's direction, but then returned his focus to Lin.

"Is that what you find fun in battles?" Noblesse demanded, sparks flying from his body as he glowered at the Weavile. "Making your opponent feel like shit when they lose? I don't like being toyed with, or played for a fool."

"No, that's not my goal," Lin purred, climbing back to her feet. "You are strong, especially in the rain. But you fight just for fun."

"So what?" Noblesse demanded, crossing his arms.

"That means, to you, this battle has no stakes," Lin explained, unable to hide her growing smirk. "You have nothing driving you to win. Without a purpose, your strength amounts to nothing."

Noblesse scowled. "Winning isn't everything," he countered coolly. Kaito looked between the two of them uncertainly, but made no attempt to interrupt.

"That's because to you, this fight has no meaning. You don't care if you win or lose, because you have nothing riding on the outcome," Lin countered, flexing her claws in an effort to stifle a sudden flare of aggression within her heart. Her eyes sharpened and focused upon the Ampharos, and her breathing pace hiked up a notch. "Not everyone has the luxury of seeing battle as nothing more than entertainment. Entertainment that they can discard on a whim, or give up entirely when the fun grows old."

The Weavile clenched her paw so tightly that she could feel the claws digging into her palm. Noblesse blinked at her, his expression again becoming one of concern.

"This battle should have nothing riding on it for you, either. It's just a spar for you to burn off energy," Noblesse pointed out. "I can surrender now, if it's a pride-"

"It's not pride!" Lin snapped, and she took a breath to calm herself. "If it was pride, I'd be satisfied just by winning, and fail to make any growth at all. No, you're strong. The strongest opponent I've ever faced as a Weavile...that's why I won't let you surrender. I need an outcome. Win or lose, I want you to do your best to defeat me."

"My...best?" Noblesse repeated, and he seemed thoughtful for a moment. "I can't get you to reconsider?"

"Not a chance, at this point," Lin murmured. The curious hesitation Noblesse was showing her was fueling her excitement. Was it possible that the Ampharos still had a trump card of some sort? Some method or tactic of battling that would force her to further adapt and struggle to overcome him? If so, then she wanted to see it.

"...not going to be happy about this," Noblesse muttered, so faintly that Lin had to strain her ears even to catch that much.

"What?" Lin asked, but Noblesse shook his head, leaving Lin with a trace of annoyance in her chest.

"Fine, I'll give this a shot to...enhance this little spar," Noblesse said, although he now appeared to be addressing Kaito and Celes more than Lin herself. He made eye contact with Lin, and she nodded impatiently, internally frowning as she was buffeted by a sudden gust of wind that whipped both ends of her scarf behind her, despite their water-logged state. Even Kaito seemed to be struggling against the wind's strength, but it soon settled down.

"What was that?" Lin wondered, bemused. The rain that had been bombarding them was suddenly thinning, as if the wind had taken the storm away.

"Oh? It seems I have Suicune's blessing to use this gift," Noblesse murmured. Lin glanced at Kaito, but the fairy Pokemon seemed just as baffled by the comment as she did. Noblesse grinned briefly, and gestured towards the cloth fastened around his neck. Lin was about to ask when her eyes caught sight of something peculiar. The gemstone clasp was glowing faintly, almost unnoticeably against the Ampharos' yellow skin.

"Hm? What's going on?" Kaito asked, his body tensing. It took Lin a moment, but she soon picked up on an unsettling vibe surrounding the area. Like some invisible force abruptly applying a massive amount of pressure to their surroundings. Doubtlessly, Kaito had picked up on the feeling first. Lin peered around warily, her body tensing in anticipation. Noblesse had closed his eyes, his brow furrowed in focus, and the gemstone at his neck was pulsing more intensely.

"Sheep enhanced by dragons..." Noblesse murmured, his voice carrying easily across the small area to Lin's ears. "Gift bestowed by Unown..."

The Ampharos cringed abruptly, and the clasp at his neck began to glow solidly, no longer flickering.

"Use my heart as the anchor..." Noblesse whispered, and his eyes opened a fraction, enough for Lin to see the pained tears leaking from beneath the eyelid. He clasped both paws together in front of him, and as he continued speaking, each word seemed to cause him physical pain. "And...and manifest...my...evolution..."

It felt like Lin's heart had dropped into her stomach, although she could not explain why she was suddenly overcome by this surge of dread and unease. Brilliant beams of light extended outwards from Noblesse's chest, so bright that Lin was forced to shield her eyes as the Ampharos was consumed by light. Energy like nothing she had ever felt before was coursing all around her.

It felt like an eternity before the light faded, and when it did, Lin cautiously peered out from behind her arm, unsure what to expect.

Noblesse was standing in front of her, exactly where he had been moments before the bizarre light show. He looked almost exactly the same, but it didn't take Lin long to notice the alarming change that had taken hold of him.

The handkerchief and gem clasp were gone, as if they had never existed, and majestic wool flowed from the Electric-type's head like hair, and even more white cotton wool fluttered outwards from the space where his tail had once been. Contained within the wool at his tail were several more of the energy orbs that normally adorned the Ampharos' forehead and tail.

Noblesse panted slightly but then opened his eyes fully, and Lin saw that his eyes now glowed with a distinct, cats-eye sigil. The Weavile froze, blank shock rushing through her body at the sight. Blue and green energy surrounded Noblesse's body, and he grinned in triumph, delighting in their looks of shock.

The glowing sigil in his eyes did not linger long before fading, but it had been enough.

That symbol...it matched the one in stone that she had taken from the Solaceon Ruins. And judging from the look on Kaito's face, he had realized the exact same thing.

"Looks like you were wrong...Lin," Noblesse panted. When this received nothing more than a blank look, his grin widened. "About my drive...if I can achieve Mega Evolution like this...then..."

The blue-green energy surrounding his body intensified, until it was if his body itself was ablaze with this energy. The Ampharos clenched his fists, his eyes watering in obvious discomfort, but then all at once, his body relaxed, and the energy became fully absorbed into his body.

"Then...I should be a match even for your drive, so come at me," Noblesse finished, his voice coming out with full confidence and determination. Now that the surging energy had seemingly settled within him, he was no longer struggling to speak or move. On the contrary, his eyes were alight with similar passion to her own battle lust, pumping Lin up to resume the battle.

Lin blinked, regarding the transformed Ampharos warily. She could definitely feel something different about her opponent. Something incredibly powerful, calling out to her most primal self. If Noblesse had been such a formidable opponent earlier, then this new form of his must be even more spectacular, if the mere sight of it filled her equally with apprehension and excitement.

"I can't wait," the Weavile purred.