[He snorts at the use of the word "cavalry" to describe the Eevee horde when they've so far been more interested in burying him than dealing with the improbable finned menace.]

Yeah, some cavalry, they almost fed me to the thing.

[Hey, just because he lives with them doesn't mean Niou's actually fond of most of the horde. But he does perk up as a great idea occurs to him, and the smile from earlier turns into something a bit more butter-wouldn't-melt-in-his-mouth.]

Hey, how'd you like a once in a life time chance to look after a— [He pauses and makes a show of consulting his Gear even though he doesn't need to, waiting for it to announce in hollow tones: Sharpedo, the brutal pokemon.] Sharpedo? It's super friendly.

[Okay, he knows there's not a chance in hell that she'll buy it, but it's worth a shot.]