When the match was finished, Raiza leapt up. Where did the battlers stay after their battles, again? Or would she not be able to congratulate him till after her own battle? Sitting back down, she sighed; sooner or later, her parents would arrive and see how she'd lied to them. Why'd they have to force her to be a Breeder, anyway? It wasn't really like she wanted to take over the Breeding Facility - no offense to her friend, Lana, but it seemed kinda boring to her. On the other hand, ever since her previous loss, she'd only been pushing her doubts to the back of her head. Maybe she wasn't cut out to be a Trainer either. Maybe. They'd see in the upcoming battle. Maybe she should've just signed up for the Coordinator course, remembering Henry's words.
Groaning quietly, she held her head. Deciding what course she should've taken was a pain; she had no idea what she wanted to be. Or rather, she did, but it probably wasn't something she could do.
Then warmth enveloped her cheek. "Wick, wick?" It was Lucifer to the rescue - she'd forgotten that if there was anybody who could sense her distress easily, it was her own little baby. Evidently he'd caught more than just a whiff of Raiza's troubled feelings and acted immediately... That was, to hug her face. Gently, the Trainer took the Litwick in her arms and cuddled him with a warm smile. The cute Candle Pokemon just always knew how to lift her spirits. There was that battle, and that opponent she tried to read up on, but nah, she'd worry about that later. Right now, she was enjoying some heart-to-heart with the best friend anybody could ever wish for.