[ Though he can't help but share a sidelong look with his Machop. Kirishima ridiculously feels kind of like a coward for running away, nevermind the fact they were running from a giant rock snake monster. Judging from the folded arms and the way Machop won't look at anyone else gathered, he guesses the little dude feels something of the same.
Kirishima returns his attention to the man and his... mule? Horse? The guy says horse, so horse it is. He's never seen a Mudbray, in any case. Reaching for his bag, Kirishima opens it and fishes around for his PokeDex. On the way, however, he's distracted by finding a bottle of water.
Wrenching that sucker right out! He cracks open the top with a twist and then nudges his Machop with his leg, silently handing the bottle down to the Pokemon. Machop perks out of his sulk to greedily grab hold of the thing with both hands and begins to guzzle. Kirishima cringes. He wanted some of that too, buddy... oh well. ]
What about the war horses that go charging into battle? Where I'm from, people had to fight with swords and spears and bows and the armies that won usually did it on the backs of horses.
[ He sounds a bit excited with the explanation, though he's also smiling at Mudbray in what he hopes to be an encouraging manner. It's okay, buddy! ]
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[ Though he can't help but share a sidelong look with his Machop. Kirishima ridiculously feels kind of like a coward for running away, nevermind the fact they were running from a giant rock snake monster. Judging from the folded arms and the way Machop won't look at anyone else gathered, he guesses the little dude feels something of the same.
Kirishima returns his attention to the man and his... mule? Horse? The guy says horse, so horse it is. He's never seen a Mudbray, in any case. Reaching for his bag, Kirishima opens it and fishes around for his PokeDex. On the way, however, he's distracted by finding a bottle of water.
Wrenching that sucker right out! He cracks open the top with a twist and then nudges his Machop with his leg, silently handing the bottle down to the Pokemon. Machop perks out of his sulk to greedily grab hold of the thing with both hands and begins to guzzle. Kirishima cringes. He wanted some of that too, buddy... oh well. ]
What about the war horses that go charging into battle? Where I'm from, people had to fight with swords and spears and bows and the armies that won usually did it on the backs of horses.
[ He sounds a bit excited with the explanation, though he's also smiling at Mudbray in what he hopes to be an encouraging manner. It's okay, buddy! ]
Ah, I'm Kirishima by the way! This is Machop.