The grunt narrowed her eyes at the unfamiliar Sneasel. She was new, that was clear. Probably trustworthy, though- after all, she was holding Grim's leash. Fine. She'd believe it for now. Still. "Aren't you her newest Pokémon? You're clearly new- I haven't seen you before."
The Aqua grunt ran a hand through his hair. Maybe he should just forget this and go back to his room, the only place in the base that it was peaceful. But his Pokémon had to eat.
And so do you, he reminded himself, flattening himself against the wall to avoid a chef carrying a large steaming tray. Everywhere he went; chaos! Even here, chaos! "Arceus, help me," he muttered, moving forward to catch someone's attention and ask for food.
Moving away from the table he'd stepped up to, he gave a sly smile. At least chaos was good for one thing.





