"Forever and ever..." The dragon, no sooner had it come into the scene with its claws bared had its eyes watered and it began to flee. Coco dropped her Double Team facade, cocking her head in question - though not for long, however. Heh, poor guy can't take more than a few birds. The Starly stayed in motion for just a moment, before realizing that there were two other Pokemon in her residence. It was just her luck that at the first sign of danger the thief had dropped her act in favor of running; and what did she do? Oh yeah, she stayed and helped the others. Where's the 'no honor amongst thieves', huh Coco? She berated herself as she glided towards Natasha and Arthur. The two Pokemon were speaking to each other, and as she neared she gave a gentle caw, careful not to let her cheekiness seep through her voice.
"I... I was so scared..." She whispered as she landed on the right shoulder of the Feraligatr, flapping her wing in exaggeration. "One swipe of those big claws, and I'd have been a goner...!" Within her mind Coco disliked the fact that she had to pretend to be the weakling around the parts, but there came benefits when others felt the need to lend an extra hand for her. In exchange for her defining weakness, the people she flocked around would naturally help her out, and the rewards would come by themselves. Her honor and glory as a living being? Heh, she hasn't had that kind of thing ever since her life turned rogue and thievery. Picking at her silver spoon delicately, Coco pretended to feel extremely exhausted and laid on the side of Arthur's head. "I can never thank you enough for those berries..." No one said coddling someone ever did them any harm... until you walked away and left them with little to nothing.
"Hello?" An uncertain voice brought Coco's attention to a different part of the Dreamyard, and almost instantly the bird's train of thought was of suspicion. Who was this mysterious speaker? Just what could they want? With a gaze now slightly narrowed, the starling now pinpointed a Chandelure, the ghost floating with... a book? She perked up in interest, trying to not seem to excited about the item. It wasn't something she would find that would help her survive, but hey, a thief is a hoarder, no? She looked the fire type up and down, and it seemed that through her voice the poor thing was frightened, scared of something. Just another thing to take advantage on, sweetie.
"Hello," Coco crooned gently, not wanting to scare her off. "We're not harmful, don't worry." Something almost like laughter danced in her eyes, but in the next moment the Starly refrained herself, and her eyes once again reflected the act she had assumed; calm, assuring, and gentle. Yeah, right.