Wade, huh? That's definitely not the name Guzma would have come up with when looking at this walking stop sign. He returns Golisopod back to its pokeball to rest up, then squats down to be more level to the itty-bitty Cubone. Ah, here we go again, he narrows his eyes, screwing up his face as she signs at him again. He...doesn't know anything of what she said, but apparently it was good? I guess??

He grins, chuckling softly and tilting his head to one side. "That right? Well, gotta say I ain't never met a Cubone with more moxie than this one right 'ere...so I guess the feeling's mutual, yeah?" He scritches under Tibia's chin, then stands up again. "Y'ever need someone to teach you the ropes, homie, come look me up. The girl's tough, but ain't been properly trained for battles...but dang does she have a knack for 'em. Ain't never seen a lot-level like that totally beat down on someone. It was sick as, bro."

He is being entirely sincere here. That was DOPE AF.