Whoa! [Thank god Guzma's reflexes are to catch the girl instead of batting her away like a tennis ball. She collides with his chest only barely, his large and strong hands gripping onto her firmly before they loosen and allow the youngster her hug. It's still a bizarre concept, and Guzma's heart is racing from the suddenness - people rushing at him has never been anything pleasant, after all - but he pats her head with an airy chuckle.]

Yeah, well, your boy tends to stick out a whole lot. Ain't easy to miss... [Picking Ren up, he sets her into the crook of one arm as if it were nothing at all. He doesn't lie when he boasts about his strength. He's tough, sturdy, and has even been practicing here and there when he can.]

Wha--oh, uh...not really? I mean, I guess? S'not like I sing to any'a 'em...they just be around when I do it, yeah. I dunno if'n any of 'em even like it or not, and it's hard to measure with the two i got here. Golisopod ain't bothered by much, and Ariados likes almost everything. [He scratches his chin.] I guess it depends? All my Pokemon got their own personalities...

Oh, speaking o, you had a present for Golisopod, yeah? [Guzma's already fishing for his Pokeball from his hoodie's pockets.]