[Look, as long as Jean doesn't see her eating said berries, no one will call her Berry Girl, alright? You wouldn't do that, Armin. You're too nice.

Once she nudges the foal out of the way, Sasha peers at the amount of Pokeballs Armin's collected. She only has two of the five balls she started out with, the rest gone on failed Pidgey captures. She isn't surprised he has that many Pokemon, though. Armin was always good at strategy.]

You have a lot... Which means Armin's been here a while, right? How long have you been here?

[Though she doesn't immediately expect an answer to her question once she sees the Sawsbuck go against its regal appearance and make a salt lick out of Armin. Besides, she has a better question to ask now.]

You named it Sandy?

[One look at the foal next to her and Sasha has made a easy decision. ]

You're not a horse, but I'm going to call you Jean.

[Someone please tell Sasha that this Deerling is a girl. She hasn't had a chance to check the undercarriage.]