While Zerek broke away to rush off and change, Kara waited, hanging back to give time. She opened her senses up, expanding her psychic reaches to gently caress the minds around her. Enough to touch and sense their presence while she walked, trying not to accidentally peer into their thoughts or pick up anything passively. She would let Phantoma guide her along for now, using her focus on the Unseen realm rather than the physical.
The town was waking up around them, people heading for their daily works, and Mon that would pass through seeking to find some food, fun, or work. The market line was a stretch of shops. Local sellers trying to pass off their goods, rather than the more streamlined pokemarts.