[Getting bumped into makes Ken flinch in surprise, and he quickly looks down. Oh, a Clackoon!
It's fine, little one, I'm not bothered at all. [Ken sits down cross-legged to look less intimidating.] This weather must be awful for you. Are you all alone out here?
[Clackoon aren't common around here after all. He glances around for a trainer. Maybe this is Buson's Clackoon? Oh, that's silly. Buson's hardly the only trainer with a Clackoon out there.]
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It's fine, little one, I'm not bothered at all. [Ken sits down cross-legged to look less intimidating.] This weather must be awful for you. Are you all alone out here?
[Clackoon aren't common around here after all. He glances around for a trainer. Maybe this is Buson's Clackoon? Oh, that's silly. Buson's hardly the only trainer with a Clackoon out there.]