[ falco takes the hand offered rather than nervously waiting for the charizard to do it. zera slowly lifts himself up and inspects the human package with sniffs, and heated, smokey snorts. ]

Y-you too— Ah, this is Zera. He was the clutch’s sire . . .

[ zera isn’t exactly rude about this meeting, but he’s certainly intimidating in his own right. falco’s glad he’s even listened to, but those are just the perks of being a breeder—! ]

—He’s not acting upset, so that’s a good thing! Ready to meet your Pokémon?

[ from his bag, falco pulls out to minimized pokeballs with little stickers on them. one is blue, the other is red. ]