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[Oh heck yeah, all the head pats and ear scratches for Buru! This is definitely a good opportunity for her to get an eyeful of Krieg's mask, because for the moment his attention is split between her and Thida - so she can examine it at several angles.]

How's it fight?

[It's definitely easier for him to work out how some pokemon fight over others. Judd and Buru are pretty obvious to him, and even Yuto seems fairly self-explanatory. Rase is so small and squishy-looking, though...maybe spores? Mushrooms on Pandora were excellent at vomiting spores.]

Um...can scratch? 'N makes powders. Those make y'sick!

[It's pretty badass, but he's not really much of a fighter - he's noticeably weaker than the others, but still seems just as happy.]

[Oh, hey, he guessed it! Neat!]

Sounds badass!

[You know what, he has two hands, he can keep petting Buru's head with one and reach up with the other to proffer a surprisingly gentle exploratory finger at one of Rase's claws, so that is what he does. Hello, small mushroom bug!]

[You are petting Buru so good, Krieg, she looks so happy that Judd's perked up a little, deeming this new human worthy of his curiosity. Rase, on the other hand, tilts his head at the offered finger before gently reaching out with a claw to it. Hello large yelling man!]

Yeeah! Doesn't battle lots, though. He's a lil' slow. But, 's okay.

That's okay! The Mud Pony's slow, too.

[He lets the Paras hook its little claw around the tip of his finger, which he then wiggles very gently, causing the small creature's entire limb to move up and down with the motion. Once that introduction is well in order, he just as gently disengages the little hooked claw to reach out to say hello to Judd, whose interest he has since noted.]

He stays inside with Angel a lot. It's fine if he's happy.

Mm. 'S important t'be happy.

[Judd isn't as outwardly eager to be petted, but he does let Krieg do it, purring softly. It's not like he likes attention or anything, baka.]

Angel's your friend?

[Aww, who's an adorable tsundere skag cat? Judd is! Yes he is!]

Yeah! My best friend!

[Whoops, all the petting and scratches cease momentarily as he looks back up at Thida.]

Do you know her?

[Everybody should know Angel! Not that he's biased or anything.]

Mmm...think we talked. She hada...Sylveon?

[She says the name carefully, as if she's not sure she can pronounce it right.]

She's happy 'n nice.

Yeah, the pink one with the ribbons!

[The weird, weird feeler-like ribbons.]

She is nice! I'm glad you met her.

[Nod nod! Yes, the ribbons! How do they not get all tangled up? It's so unusual.]

How long d'you know her?

Mngh...[Oh great, a length of time question. He's not so great at those.]

Knew her on Pandora, don't remember how long. Months, maybe? Maybe a year...[Handsome Jack hadn't been killed in a day, after all. Unfortunately.] And she's been with me since she got here. [He pauses, squints off into the near distance briefly as he thinks back to a conversation he had with her just recently, then returns his gaze to Thida.] Five months!

[So...He's known her for a while, now. 8)]

Whoa! She's from your home, too?

[The absolute amazement in her expression can't be denied. FRIENDS FROM HOME...what is it even like to have a friend back home...]

Yeah! She came here after me, and I went to get her. She's been with me since then!

[He doesn't miss the amazement in Thida's expression, though, and his own enthusiasm for the subject quiets somewhat as he tilts his head to regard her.]

There aren't any other squid kids from yours?

[She shakes her head.] No. But, wouldn't know 'em anyways.

[Inkopolis was so big, so full of kids she'd played with and against...there might be a few faces she'd recognize, but the chances of anyone like that coming are slim to none.]

[Oh. Well, shit, son.]

Mng...Who would you know?

[She's gotta have some friends at home, surely. Even Krieg has a small handful of them!]

[A quiet pause.]

...Callie 'n Marie. But...don't really know me.

Mmm.

[A thoughtful pause.]

That sucks. 'S better here, huh?

[Surprisingly, she shrugs.]

Was okay at home. Here's okay, too. Home makes sense...here's got friends. Can't mush 'em together.

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