Reiner's smile broadens as he watches the Eevee claim a high perch, inwardly impressed with its daring. Climbing up onto a being so much bigger than oneself is no small feat; Reiner would know, even if, more recently, he's the one who has been scaled. A distinct fondness shines in amber eyes as the Eevee cuddles the tall man's cheek. The Eevee—Pyralis—may not be Reiner's Pokémon, but it's evident he likes it all the same.

"Yeah, I'm definitely keeping this little guy." Reiner strokes the Turtwig's shell, glancing down as it gives a little wiggle. He switches to scratching, earning a purely blissful expression. "The things I've learned about it have me convinced we were meant to be buddies. Plus, it's adorable."

He says so without the slightest hint of self-consciousness. Why would he deny such a blatant fact? His Turtwig is the cutest!

Reiner raises his eyes again, finding that he's already growing accustomed to the stranger's height. "I have a few names in mind. Right now, I'm leaning toward 'Panzer.' And I'm Reiner, by the way. Reiner Braun."

He sticks out the hand that was scratching the Turtwig's shell, offering a handshake. A friendly gesture that comes naturally to him, even with the added meaning it carries in this world where touch is a necessity.

If his hand is taken, Lahabrea may note that Reiner runs distinctly warm. Maybe that's why the Turtwig looks so cozy.