Jean made an ungainly, startled sound as Spinel coiled herself around him from behind. He flailed backwards with his arms, and stumbled, but he couldn't get his hands on her, or even see her, for that matter.

"Cut it out!" What was it, some kind of talking Pokemon? There was a weird, rubbery quality to how her limbs were wrapped around his body. He couldn't feel the crooks of her elbows or knees. "I wasn't gonna break it, I swear!"

He said that like someone who had been admonished for doing that exact thing very recently...