Walter could see the young girl was nervous. But he could also see the determination when she commanded her Pokemon. He wasn't going to underestimate her; too often had he been overlooked when he had carried that same flare within himself.

"Assumption, Bone Rush." The little Cubone focused, spinning it's bone club in two hands as it began to glow. Eager to defend it's new friends he charged forward, the static and sparks from Mari not bothering him at all. Using the glowing bone like a staff, Assumption repeatedly struck one of the Grimers with a ferocity he only showed in combat. The Grimer fell back after three strikes, even as Assumption continued to swing.

"That's it." Whether Walter was speaking to Angel or Assumption it wasn't clear.