At first, Serena had thought it to be a good idea-- to take what spare mega stones she has to another region, and find someone who was either worthy of receiving one, or willing to learn. With no such luck, she finds herself growing weary, having perched herself atop a rock, and staring off into the distance. Yet, her mulling is short-lived, broken by a faint sound nearby. A small sigh escapes her lips, and without turning, she speaks. "If you are after a battle, I'm going to have to refuse."
“Oho? That’s a bit of a shame, isn’t it?”
A mature yet somehow sweet-sounding voice came from behind her, as if poking a little joke. Footsteps in the grass
“Ahaha! That’s alright, luv. I just couldn’t help but notice you looking a bit glum... I’m sure I could find other ways of gettin’ you back on your feet, though! Let’s start with an introduction, hey? My name’s Klara, if you’re willin’ to have more than just a little word with me.”