Rather quickly, her head turned away, if only to hide the OH. Crap. look that crossed her face. Her hand stalled a bit - dropped down towards her bag - before carrying on with the brushing and fussing over the Volcarona. Anything to keep from feeling nervous; this was the man that N had warned her about - the one that was far from ethical. Crap crap crap. The universe seemed to hate her, or something. No, it would have hated Cyrus if the mun had gone with the second choice of Dawn.

Though she soon shoving down her own feelings, pulling on a brave stance. "Yea. On the network. You asked which hero I was..."