[Pidge nods in agreement, frowning down at the little owl even as it sidles up closer to the PokéGear and just sort of. Staaaaares.

Then abruptly makes a trilling noise and rolls back into Pidge's lap, feathers all fluffed up. Pidge can really only blink down at it in confusion. Clearly the little guy doesn't like being told what to do.]

I really don't even know what happened. He just took off and started rolling down this slope off the side of the road.