Admittedly, Grant is worried for a moment when he hears the ominous flapping of an approaching Pokemon - but one glance makes it pretty clear this one is... not gonna be a problem for him specifically.

It is... probably going to be a problem for the Rocket, who just came here to steal from children and is feeling very attacked right now. Not that he's retreating just yet, because it's just... one guy and also a Pokemon that's eating a coworker's boot, right?? So instead he just, wavers uncertainly in place, looking between the two.

Grant nods appreciatively at the Crobat, and lets Santa's Zigzagoon out of its ball before turning back to the Rocket. "Last chance."