Marshall looks at the girl, feeling a pang of pity for her. He, at least, did not have to worry about that particular thing for his pokémon - though he was, of course, worried. He sits down next to her, taking a deep breath before speaking.<br/><span style="color: #40BF00">"Well... If my theory is correct - which I give no guarantee for - certain parts of a Gallade's psyche has been merged with my own. Take, for instance, my somewhat formal behaviour. It is... unlike me. I am - were - by no means coarse, but I tended towards casual behaviour. Gallades are gallant and polite. In other words, it would appear that body and mind are, when successful, merged in their entirety."</span><br/>He looks at the ground, feeling a sudden fear. What if this happened to any in his team? That had to be avoided.<br/><span style="color: #40BF00">"Another indication is Will. He seems somewhat... unfortunate, when it comes to the psychological merging process, but it is certainly concievable that a Chansey would be protective of an egg."</span><br/>He looks up at the girl again.<br/><span style="color: #40BF00">"And, to be frank, I... or rather, my former incarnation... Would doubtlessly have made a smug remark about your lack of clothes. I feel no such inclination at the moment."</span><br/>He leans back ans smiles. Not a naughty smile by any means, just a friendly one.