It's clear that Guzma has a special relationship with this oversized insect. It sort of reminds him of those zookeepers or caretakers in those animal preserves, who were able to tease and roughhouse with otherwise dangerous big cats without fear of being injured. It's kind of adorable, is what it is, and Wade finds himself looking on almost affectionately. It's like the relationship he has with Tibia, really, and he wonders whether Guzma had had his Pokemon since its hatching as well.

Tibia, for her part, holds the bean she's been given tightly in her claws, watching as Golisopod digs in with unbridled enthusiasm. Hesitantly she brings the brightly colored bean to her mouth, chewing slowly and thoughtfully, her eyes widening with delight as the taste spreads over her tongue. She hums while she chews, little chirpy trills of sound she'd make whenever she was eating something particularly good, and when the bean was completely devoured she gives Guzma her best eye-smile, tapping her claws together in the sign for more.

Wade, watching this, can't help but chuckle affectionately at his little girl. "Hey Mikey, she likes it."