Ryan
The ravenette boy looked up at his Chesnaught, the spiny armour Pokémon nodding and patting his head which made him smile softly.
"Ah... M..Merci... Marisso's gotten a bit more s... Sensible over time.."
The big Pokémon lifted it's trainer up gently and set them down on their feet, patting their head with a smile as Calem held his arms close to his chest.
"I... I've actually missed you M... Monsieur... S..Sorry if that sounds wierd..."
Sam
Calem was a special case that he simply could not forget. There were very few trainers that he allowed to battle him and he wasn't sure if it was the boys gentle nature that had made him want to learn a bit about him through his battle style or his dressing style... None the less it was one of the few battles that he cherished very much like an old item. "Is that so? I'm sure that it takes after his trainer." He said with a definite nod before chuckling slightly. No one's ever told him that before. "You did? Why that's so very sweet mon ami it's not weird at all!"
Ryan
"Ah... H..He did used to be very sh... Show-offy and mischievous.."
Calem said with a slight giggle, his Chesnaught growling softly as if to say "Hey, I still am". That may of been the case as it had yet to grow out of some habits it had when pre-evolved, such as hitting it's trainer in the chest when they were talking bad about themselves. As a Chespin it was pretty cute, as a Quilladin it probably hurt a bit but as a Chesnaught it just straight up punted the child.
"Uhm... M..May I come with you to whatever you're doing? I... If that's ok of course... S..Sorry.."
Sam
He offered the Chesnaught a soft rub on the head. "He's certainly come a long way that's for sure, Give him some credit." He gently mused before taking a seat next to the trainer on the water fountain hoping that he didn't feel like the culinary chef was intruding into his personal space. The blue clawitzer shook his head in dismay clearly seeing the Chesnaught as the same showy pokemon that he had encountered in their first battle. 

"Of course you may! Maybe then I won't loose my pokemon." Oh how glad he was to have ran into a familiar face, With children it felt that he could always be more loose. That there was no standard of complete professionalism that he had to maintain. The youth were definitely the most precious kind of art works that the gods had blessed upon these treacheries lands
Ryan
The Chesnaught grinned at the head rubs, it's tail swishing side to side happily from the contact. Usually Calem would of felt uneasy with someone being so close, but with Siebold he just felt... Safe. They were so kind and friendly towards him, even when they first met, he couldn't help but let his tenseness fade away whenever they were near him.
"Ah... M..Merci... I'm sure my Pokémon w... Will be happy to see you again.."
He still held onto his Chesnaught's hand with his own, it felt comforting to him, he just couldn't help it no matter the situation.
Sam
"Although I must say I was just going grocery shopping so it'll most likely be a boring trip but i'm glad that you'd like to come along." He said standing up from the spot he had only just sat on. When Siebold was feeling nervous he often held onto the collar of his shirt and that was something he did more often then he should
Ryan
"I... It's ok, I don't really find a... Anything boring.."
He said with a soft smile, also getting up as his Chesnaught ever so gently picked up the Clawitzer, smiling to the big blue crab as it's tail continued to sway happily. Sometimes he wished that he had a water type, just so he could be like Siebold and maybe they'd like him more, but then again his Pokémon were so close to him he just couldn't part with them, no matter how different they were from eachtoher.
Sam
Just by hearing that he had felt charmed, Such politeness.

Siebolds clawitzer was probably the only snooty like pokemon that the man owned, If he was a person he'd be that snooty rich kid that got everything it got! But then again that was a common misconception many made. He and his clawitzer were quite alike, both we're shy but in the wrong kind of way
Ryan
The noirette looked up at Siebold, his greyish-blue eyes sparkling with happiness at being around the blonde man. His Chesnaught continued to gently hold the Clawitzer, smiling to see it's trainer so happy in the company of someone who wasn't their Pokémon.
"S... So... Sh... Should we get going? S... Sorry if that sounds rude.."
Sam
He wasn't aware off the impact he was having on the younger child but had he known he would have been more then just ecstatic. "Oui you are correct time is a precious thing that mustn't be wasted! Would you like me to hold your hand?"
Ryan
"H... Hold... M..My hand?.."
He murmured to himself, thinking for a moment as he directed his gaze to the floor. He knew that his Chesnaught couldn't hold his hand as it was csrrying the Clawitzer and getting out another Pokémon would just be a bit of a bad idea, so he looked back up at him and nodded shyly.
Sam
Perhaps it was a mean of coming off as a protective older brother somehow- He'd always seen other adults hold childrens hand. With a swift movement he slipped his own long slender hand into Calems one before giving him another smile as they started to walk "Remind me, is there any kind of desert that you enjoy?"
Ryan
Calem shook a little when his hand was held as he followed after them, not in a bad way but more of a happy-sad way. He missed being able to hold another person's hand as if they were an older sibling or a parent figure, he hadn't seen his parents ever since he was like- what, five or six? His Kangaskhan had to teach him for most of his life.
Holding the other's hand a little tightly, he glanced up at the with a slight smile.
"A... Anything is alright... I..I'm really not picky.."
Sam
Although Siebolds parental figures had never been *Completely* Gone from his life he never experienced these kinds of things with them. They just felt like people he knew but alas that ought to have been the cost of sending a young child to a boarding school. "Oh? Are you sure there's no flavours or scents that you fancy more then others?" He softly asked.
Ryan
"Uhm..."
He thought for a moment, still holding onto their hand a little tightly as they walked. His Chesnaught was still so happy to see it's trainer so happy with another person, it made them smile at the two of them as it held the big blue crab.
"L... Lemon is nice.."
Sam
In all honesty Clawitzer didn't mind being dragged along like this although it still would keep up with his usual angry contempt frown much like it's trainer. 
"Honhonhon I could definitely agree, It really does add a zest to a lot of bland foods. Thank you for giving me a flavour to work with!"
Ryan
"I... It's ok.."
Calem mumbled, a soft smile still on his face much like his calm Chesnaught. Sometimes he wondered if people were only nice to him because they pitied him or they had no other choice, but with Siebold it just felt so genuine that he couldn't help but feel happy about it.
Sam
It was no secret that people found him intimidating. On the several tv shows that he had partaken in during the past he always did things with an iron fist. The idea that a professional was weak at it's crafts, a professional that had spent years working and training only to produce muck due to their sloppiness in the kitchen was absolutely unforgiveable! People often forgot that he had a kind spot the media only ever captured his eccentric-ness. "Oh how rude of me- I completely forgot to ask how you were doing!"