"It certainly isn't the best weather, much colder than in Alola," Rhyssa nods, making a face. Fallon peers down at her, his face rotating as he lets out a questioning sound. She scratches his neck with a soft laugh and shakes her head.

"Of course it has to rain," she says after a moment. "That only makes that bus even creepier. I wish they'd tell us something more but I guess that'll wait until they actually know anything. I mean, it's a bus and it was clearly moving, so where are the kids? The driver?"

She wrinkles her nose.

"...the rain stopping would be really nice." The soft, whispered pretty please was added on like maybe she thought Rayquaza just might be listening, theatrics or not.