[ He likes how she thinks. As he looks at the knocked out one - Haurchefant picking them off and moving them to the side (so that they're out of the way of getting killed [so they could be questioned later]) - he gives a small nod. ]

Haurchefant. And you?

[ But he does agree with the thought. If they'd not been disarmed... perhaps these people have forgotten how to fight? His expression turns to a slight disgust - another one of them is coming with their Pokemon - and he adds: ]

Handle the beasts, would you? With yours. Quite splendid, that you can command such a scaled beast.