Torch Dragon's shyness is honestly incredibly puzzling to Krieg. Being a highly extroverted individual himself, he has no basis for understanding the little guy's bashfulness around other people. With that said, though, it doesn't particularly bother him, either. It's just how Torch Dragon is. He doesn't have to understand it to like him, and anyway, Torch Dragon's never seemed to feel shy around Krieg.

The Charmeleon peeks his face around his trainer's leg when addressed by Assumption, though. It's hard to be bashful around another pokemon that's smaller than you are. He blinks his one visible eye as he regards the Cubone and ducks his head a little. "Hello."

"It's a Murder Chicken." Krieg's memory is better for some things than for others, and pokemon species names are really not something that stick with him very well, especially considering that they change each time a pokemon evolved. Their nicknames stay the same, though, so he has an easier time with them. He knows that's not what Walter's asking, though, and even as he answers he looks over to the pokemon in question. MC turns his head to meet his trainer's eye, blinks, and turns to regard Walter.

"Blaziken!"

Krieg laughs, a low rumble of amusement deep in his chest. "Yeah! That!"