"You do not think you might have had something to do with that?" Yotsuyu arched a black brow at the man, then back at his Pokemon--who seemed to be a bit brighter than he was, himself.

"Though Gyarados are fractious at best, I'm not certain you can be blamed for its temperament once it evolved." She shrugged at that. Her Lunatone returned to its Pokeball, while the Cubone clung to her skirts and the Dewott took up something of a defensive position before her.

"Gosetsu? What has gotten into you?" Both bemused and curious at the actions of her very first partner.