"Oh, you all taste delightful," she replies nonchalantly. "Cici is a chikorita that I found sleeping in my cave last night, and you know what I do with trespassers!"<br/><br/>Celeste giggles. "Don't worry, honey, I don't digest my friends. Even if I wanted to, I wouldn't be able to because you're a steel-type," she reminds him, slithering up and back into her tree.