"Here." She led him gently up the stairs, ready to drop the hand on his arm the moment he indicated he didn't want to be touched.

"Just down the hall." There was a low light coming from under her door. In anticipation, she'd set a decorative screen across the foot of her bed, shielding it from view. Her room was simple and elegant, in varying tones of green and golds. The small table was opposite the screen, two places set.

Scar's Pokemon were waiting by the door when they came in.