Assumption took a step back, hugging his club in surprise at the display. "Oh...urm, I'm Assumption." He offered, still trying to be friendly but clearly cowed by her behaviour. She wasn't like Warden at all.

He missed Warden. For some reason St. Alessa wouldn't let her on the PokeGear.

Walter lifted his head from the Gear and nodded, placing it down and rising. Joseph immediately leaped from the chair to hang off his shoulder, claws catching on his sweater. He looked over the books, considering what there was to read.
"I managed to contain my Rotom but he toyed with more electronics. I don't think they're damaged." Walter murmured. He had taken an hour and a half to chase the plasma ghost down and another fifteen to get it into the pokeball.