Ichimatsu grimaced, already trying to slowly separate himself from Oso as much as possible without putting too much effort into it. "Ugh... I just got here. Get off of me!" Though, at Oso's next proposition, his expression went from sour to scowling. "We're not a team!"

He looked at his Shinx. "Stay clear of him. He's trouble." It was unclear if his Shinx actually understood, but the Shinx just sat back, licking its paw.