“Is your Corviknight friendly? Would you allow me to say Hello?” Ophelia has eyes on the big steel bird, whom seems to be far more sedate than her own Skarmory. She looks to Amethio with an almost bashful expression, rubbing the back of her head, “I don’t get to see many Galarian Pokemon here.”
"Hm?"
It's not every day someone casually speaks to him, especially when it concerns one of his Pokemon. Normally, his Ceruledge is the one at his side, on guard and prepared for any type of fight. For now, it's resting inside its Pokeball. Instead, his trusty Raven Pokemon is at his side. While mainly used for flight, this one is as tough as his partner.
Amethio does a quick glance to his Pokemon, as if silently asking for permission for it to give to him- and her.
"I suppose it could be considered friendly." He's never had a problem with it. This one doesn't peck at strangers and it's never picked a fight. "You're free to say hello to it, but I would refrain from startling it."
He steps to the side, allowing her to greet the steel type bird. It looks down, cocking its head to the side upon seeing the curious trainer. Despite its appearance, it does seem friendly, or friendly enough to allow her to step closer.
