[ parvati lets the tendril take the pikachu from her hands, waving a little at the plushie as if it were a living thing as shoka pulls it away. ]

Nah, it's all right. No dirt on my shoulders, or whatever. [ she rubs the back of her head bashfully. ] Things happen, even if I, uh, can't work out why you're on the roof with it. Only natural you'd drop it.