Thick as a brick, this one was. "He's gonna do what he wants, as he's his own Pokemon. What?" she asks, looking down at the Phanpy, then. "You can stomp all you want, but we didn't come to any agreement yet!"

Not that she's gonna just hand him over either if he doesn't want to go, Trainer or not. But the Phanpy seems to have it well in hand, as he trots right over to Zeke and lets go with his trunk, aimed right at the junction of leg and body.

"Uh, well, yeah, that sure was a thing," Renee admitted.