The eye smile is returned with a very careful, gentle tickle of his claw over the little lady's tummy. Golisopod are very tender pokemon by nature, despite their fierce looks, though they are also fierce warriors when bid to fight. He cares not that the small Cubone is leading, and lumbers slowly after, spinning around in places and lifting his claws up slowly as they cut through the bodies of a few slimes getting a bit too close to his partner. Don't worry, Tibs, he's got your back.

Guzma matches that grin, his nearly eating up his face. She might not be anything to sneeze at in the ways of size and roughness, but even Guzma has to admit she's got that sort of flair that is inherent of her kind - or at least the ones he knows from back in Alola.

"Definitely. Does she know anymore moves, bro? A Bonemeraang should deal some heck'a damage and take out a few of them things at once. Or a Bulldoze? I mean, gonna hurt a bit, but Golisopod can take it no problem."

Heck, her dancing is top-notch, too! She's making her Alolan ancestors proud, and may grow up to be one hell of a Marowak one day. And a true firecracker, considering the typing.