"Doesn't it? When I was younger we still compiled Pokédex entries by hand within notebooks ourselves," chuckled softly as he spoke. "This is far easier, and due to being on a rotom phone easier to keep up with while traveling since they do have minds of their own due to the rotom that inhabit them."

Ah, there it was. Clavell made a small gesture and the rotom phone turned itself, even moved sideways, to display the entry for Turtwig to Reiner on its screen. Listed everything from the Pokémon's level and weight to—

"You're friend there is female, and a rather healthy weight and size on top of that." Which was reassuring, given she had been within a vending machine from who knows where. "She is off to a fine start, and I do believe that you shall do well in keeping up with her care."

The young man looked to already care deeply for the pokémon, after all. What better type of person to trust a young pokémon with than that?