*Omen's eyes darted for the Psychic type as soon as he felt Imogen shift. His protectiveness wasn't the most useful at the moment, but Imogen appreciated it. The whole psychics type thing was weird, cool but... weird. Imogen pet her starter, and tried to get him to calm down. Imogen started thinking toward the psychic, not wanting to raise Twilight's concerns.*
It's weird! They barely know me! I... if they were my friends from home, or certain overprotective destructive omens I met in New Bark, I wouldn't have a problem. And they better not, that's not something I want to explain to-
*Imogen tucked her knees a bit closer to her chest as sh hugged Whiskey.*
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It's weird! They barely know me! I... if they were my friends from home, or certain overprotective destructive omens I met in New Bark, I wouldn't have a problem. And they better not, that's not something I want to explain to-
*Imogen tucked her knees a bit closer to her chest as sh hugged Whiskey.*
Nevermind.