[Dorian heaved his shoulders in a rather casual shrug. He glanced under the table, where the Serperior glowered back up at him. His hand slid back to his bag, procuring two more Pokepuffs, which were slid beneath the table for the two waiting creatures.]

Without me, where would he get his treats.

[The serpent perked up in the slightest. Uncurling himself from Kuro, he retrieved both treats. For a moment, he considered gobbling them down himself, but instead opted to offer the other to the metal beast.]

With me you see an attractive ball of wit and flirtation, and while I am indeed all of that, perhaps one day you'll find that there is much below the surface.

He may lack my charms, but I see a lot of myself in him. Beneath his cool exterior, I am certain there is a part of him that cares. I rarely put him in his ball, you see, and yet he lingers.