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Krieg has a very short attention span for most things, but his focus on pokemon - any pokemon, his or his friends' or even some of the wild ones he sees - can be astonishing. It's why Murder Chicken - and now Torch Dragon - have grown up so quickly. They fascinate him, and so they can easily command his entire attention. The Cubone's appearance appeals to Krieg's very Pandoran aesthetic - the skull and the bone and the little spikes. The little guy's personality appeals to the part of Krieg that desperately wants to learn how to be a human being. Maybe not a civilized human being, because he is Pandoran, but...somewhere in that neighborhood. Maybe not the shirt-wearing kind, but definitely, one day, the kind that doesn't have to cover his face with a mask because he doesn't trust himself not to lose control and chew off someone's fingers.

So it actually takes him a moment to register the flash of an opening pokeball and the call of the released monster. There's a short delay before he looks up from Assumption, though his hand continues to pat. His eye widens at the sight of the big bird on Walter's shoulder, and he laughs approvingly.

"It's a good murder bird!"

Because...well, Honchkrow. What else could it be but a murder bird?

In a way, it was very similar for Walter. His pokemon's requirements to love were simple compared to humans, and they loved so amply in return. For someone who had never known what it was like to be cared for, it was overwhelming - but it was also what he needed, even if he didn't know it himself. He didn't know how to return their affections but slowly, he was learning.

Assumption in particular. His starter, a fellow orphan who longed for their mother, held a special place in Walter's heart. He wanted Assumption to be happy. The same was true for Darkness, his other starter. Between them the bird on his shoulder, Walter was beginning to learn and change whether he was aware of it or not.

Darkness snickered at being called a good murder bird. Oh, if only they knew about his personal 'murder' with his darling...!
"Yes!" He cawed smugly.

He blinks in surprise at the Honchkrow's response, and shifts his gaze back over to Walter.

"It talks?"

That's definitely not something he's seen - or, well, heard before. Not that he's an expert on Pokemon calls, but since he's been here he's gotten the impression that, although the monsters appear to speak their own private language and seem to understand one another just fine, the only vocalizations they make are their names. The talking bird is a whole new experience entirely.

Walter nodded, petting Darkness's chest. "He can use simple phrases and words." Having had him from the start as a Murkrow, Walter was very comfortable with Darkness's ability to talk. It helped him understand that Pokemon could understand human speech very well, as Darkness would often chip in to his conversations or outright reply to him. As best he could with his limited vocabulary. "He caws like a normal Honchkrow as well. But he appreciates compliments."

Meanwhile, Assumption was gently trying to approach Torch Dragon. He stood on the other side of Krieg's leg, talking softly to him. "Don't worry about Darkness or my trainer. Darkness is a friend, and my trainer is very very quiet because he's shy. Can we be friends too?"

"Mnahahaha! Everyone likes compliments." Or at least, it seems that way to Krieg. Murder Chicken and Torch Dragon both seem to, anyway, even though the little Charmeleon has a tendency to hide his face when someone praises him. He finally finishes patting Assumption and stands up again, curious to get a closer look at Darkness. He doesn't actually lean in the way he normally would once he's standing - he's getting better at remembering the things Janey constantly reminds him about bare minimum politeness, but he also has a great deal of instinctual respect for Darkness' large, sharp-looking beak. "Where'd you get it?"

Torch Dragon is not immune to gentle voices and encouraging words - as Assumption continues his overtures of friendship, TD peeks out from behind Krieg's leg to listen, blinks when the little Cubone is finished, and only hesitates briefly before nodding. Okay...! I'd like that.

Darkness preened at the attention, puffing out his chest proudly. "Yes." Yes he did like compliments. Keep it up. Walter just continued to comb his fingers through Darkness's feathers, rather than verbally praise him.
"He was given to me." By Team Rocket, but he's not supposed to reveal that. "He was a Murkrow back then, but I gave him a stone that caused him to evolve. He's a very good Pokemon." Walter murmured the last part but Darkness heard him anyway. The bird crowed, preening Walter's collar in lieu of his hair.

Meanwhile, Assumption beamed. A new friend! He cheered but didn't try to surge forward and grab Torch Dragon, hopping on the spot to celebrate instead. "Yay! We can hang out all the time too, because our trainer's are friends!"

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