"Oh, right, I kinda forgot that was a thing," she admits, scratching the back of her neck, slightly embarassed. Her mother had made her attend nearly all of her school grades before being allowed to train pokemon, she'd forgotten there was a minimum age most kids were allowed to start at, considering she was way past it by the time she did.
Still, it was refreshing to hear of Willow's plans. She'd really thought it all out! Ama couldn't help but wonder what sort of pokemon trainer she would become, but something told her she'd be pretty fiesty in the future, considering how she is even now at just eight years old. "You gotta send me some pics once you do, but won't it be scary?! That tower is full of graves and psychics!" she shivers. What is she going on about? The girl who can see ghosts, communicate with the dead, and descends from a long line of witches? No, no. She rejected that part of herself.
"See, now Blueberry academy, that sounds nice, way more my speed than a scary tower," she jokes, "you're way braver than me, Willow."
Before she can comment any further on the exchange program, Milo cuts off, seemingly surprised by the two trainers who came out to begin their battle. Well, at least he knows who one of the students is. She has no clue. Maybe. The girl with the eevee backpack actually looks somewhat familiar, but damned if she can ever remember anyone's name.
"Is he? Really really?" she asks Milo, trying to stand up onto her tip toes to get a better view. Man, if she can't see, what about Willow? "Wanna get on my shoulders?" she asks the girl, "then you can tell me what's going on, cause I can't see a thing!"
Willow grins a toothy grin at Amaryllis. "S'all good, and I mean, ghost-types are pretty awesome once you get to know them!" She reassures. "I'll be sure to take a picture once it happens, but, y'know, maybe we can find you a ghost-type to befriend!" She points out. "Actually, I--" Milo's expression has her attention and she turns her attention to the battle.
Milo seems to have missed what Amaryllis said as he's engrossed in the fight between a Flareon and a Hydrapple. Willow has to tug at his sleeve then to get his attention. "Huh? Oh. Sorry." He looks to Amaryllis. "Uh... No, that's okay. I think I'm a bit too big for that. Willow I think would crush you too." Willow gets pouty at that. "I'm not! I'm notttt!" She smacks on her brother a bit who flinches. "Ow ow ow ow! I just spoke the truth!