Usually, Anasui wouldn't get a kick out of such reactions but that was a lot more satisfying than anticipated. It almost makes up for the fact he's a pack mule again and his lovely, soft, feathers are being used as handholds (At least it isn't painful).

"You did ask," Anasui says to Conrad, echoing Shoka. "Now I'm moving for us, you two have no excuse to not catch danger."

The ride will also be very steady. Though the other two will have to still keep hold, Anasui isn't jostling about. He has perfect control of his movements, and it's almost elegant as he strolls through the forest.

Although usually alert, Anasui will miss the stirring plants and earth because he turns his head to Shoka. He tilts his head quizzically.

"What's a Chocobo? Is that another Pokemon?" He's a discount of nothing, thank you very much.