Carolina thinks about it, idly rubbing her fingers over the top of the Charmander's head in case it wants to let loose another flamethrower. On one hand, it's a little too on the nose; on the other hand, she's seen weirder coincidences happen in places without any magical influence.

She settles on shrugging her one shoulder. "Maybe we're supposed to learn from each other," she suggests with a twinkle in her eye. That seems like a theory that satisfies both possibilities. Small creatures with the same abilities as them will make them think about the basics of their abilities, right?

"If they're able to fight, there must be somewhere to train them," she says, giving Maine a raised eyebrow to silently ask Did your friend mention anything about where that was?