[Well... He has to admit, the clouds-for-wings thing really threw him off. At first, he thought the cute little Pokemon was some twisted joke meant to mock him. Then again, this whole experience seems that way.

A tiny bit of... offense? protectiveness? flares up in his chest, and his expression and voice harden.] He's still not your science experiment.

[Still hasn't exactly made his point, what with Mac happily cooing and preening its feathers atop the stranger's head. Come on, little guy, back Murphy up.]