"Come back... is there a way back, that you know about?" Akechi's Rookidee seems a little rougher around the edges, perhaps even standoffish- but not necessarily unfriendly.
The little fox pokemon all but hiding behind his legs looked considerably less keen on new people, however.

Not that Akechi knew what the hell he was doing when it came to animals- but his superior had insisted that he needed them, that he'd be dead meat if he went out without them. Having seen the pair in a fight and with no Persona to aid him, he'd been forced to agree. It seemed... pointlessly cruel to keep them in the little metal balls he'd been given, though.