Jess only smiled; she had no intention whatsoever of making her Pokemon into a 'marshmellow'. Strength was what mattered, and that was the young trainer's goal.

The arrival of Charlie distracted both Jess and Belial from the wild Spewpa long enough for it to escape into a thicket, through which there was no chance of pursuit. All it left behind were a few multicolored flecks brushed off onto the thicket, sparkling in the inconsistent, dappled light that filtered down through the trees. Before Jess could say anything -even a greeting- Miu was already talking. After rolling her eyes, Jess used the time to quickly size up the boy. As best she could gather, he seemed like an utter wisp. Not really thinking about what she was saying, he put her own two cents in. "Hey, there's nothing wrong with asking other people for help, even if he is a weenie." It took her a moment to realize she had just insulted him. "Uh..no offense or anything. Sorry about that." To recover, she breezily powered through into an introduction. "Let's start over! I'm Jess, and this is Mee-you. What do you need help with?"

Belial gave up probing the thicket for any good openings, maybe figuring out that he'd scratch his tender wing membranes no matter how hard he pushed through the thorny brambles, and flapped up to land on his trainer's cap. There he rested, covering the little Zoroark mark on her hat. Though he lacked eyes, he seemed to be looking straight at Charlie.