[The Deerling, er, Jean 2.0, that is, snorts softly as if she's considering the name, but really, it's a Pokemon. Sasha could name it Underpants and it'll answer to it, right?
Well, no, Pokemon have pride. Just look at Blitz. But for what it's worth, Deerling likes her new name and gives a stomp of approval. There. Deal sealed.
And there goes giant firedog tongue across the expanse of Sasha's cheek. It's weirdly warmer than a usual dog, hot even, but it makes her laugh and the fact Marcel throws his entire weight her way has her laughing and stumbling back on her feet.]
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Well, no, Pokemon have pride. Just look at Blitz. But for what it's worth, Deerling likes her new name and gives a stomp of approval. There. Deal sealed.
And there goes giant firedog tongue across the expanse of Sasha's cheek. It's weirdly warmer than a usual dog, hot even, but it makes her laugh and the fact Marcel throws his entire weight her way has her laughing and stumbling back on her feet.]
She. She has his hair. I found out she's a girl!
[Which makes naming her Jean extra stingy.]