"Good." Once last twist and the pokebelt's off and handed off to the closest person, though Eva remains on top of the thief as she pats him own for any other weapons he might be carrying outside pokemon.

Her eyes flick to the kid and she grins, just a bit, but she doesn't stop her (far too professional, as if she' done this before (she has)) patdown. "What's with that look? Never heard someone with a cold from Johto before?"

Eva, don't try and bullshit the child Detective. It just makes you look suspicious, especially when you're doing our best to keep what's visible of your face shadowed. "Anyway, I think he's clean of other weapons."