[Well if Smeargle isn't pushing her away, then that just means he's accepted her request for best friendship! Overjoyed, the Yamper begins to bounce around the other Pokemon, eventually jumping in front of him in a play bow. There's no need to pout! Just play instead!]

Quite alright, it's not like you meant to hit me or anything. [A pause.] ...You didn't...mean to hit me...right?

[Because that would be a terrible way to say hello. Actually, speaking of greetings, Merlin figures he better introduce himself before she thinks him rude...]

Anyway, I am Prince Merlin, part time hero, full time romantic, overall fantastic guy to be around. And this is my associate, um...

[He turns to his Yamper, who is still trying to get the Smeargle to play with her. Well...shoot, he's yet to name his free dog, hasn't he? Snapping his fingers, he ho hums to himself while trying to think up of one on the spot. It has to be good.]

Morgana? ...Maybe Morgan. I don't know, I'm sure something with stick. Either way, pleasure to meet you. And yooooooouuuuu... [It's only then that he realizes the ridiculous amount of hair that this girl has and he can't help but raise an eyebrow.] ...wouldn't happen to be related to Princess Rapunzel...would you?