"nah. I arrived about...star tof March, end of February? Shit, time really flies. But there's people who have been here for years. To them I'm just some dumbass punk who don't get shit." He shrugged. The Lycanroc t his side butted his thigh, using the rocks in her mane to dig at him. "Ow! Okay okay, I mean; They're right in that I probably don't know much by comparison. But I'm trying to learn."

He gave Ivy a smile. "See what I gotta live with? But so far it seems most of the grass Pokemon I've met are real sweethearts, so they won't go round jabbing you with their thorns or something."