Nah, they're cool with it! Keeps 'em safe too. I don't think I could keep up with alla' mine without the pokeballs.

_{[Sally lets out a cheerful sort of hooting rumble. Maurice flops down on the grass and leans against him, allowing the critter to hook his chin over his shoulder and peer into the gear.]}

This is Sally, he's a good good spiky boy and I love him.