"Perhaps he views me not as Union's enemy, but yours." Sanger offers an alternative explanation, not terribly offended by the negative attention. He turns to return the Honedge's glare, not about to leap at the Pokemon, but readying himself for a possible attack.

"After all the previous excitement, to see his partner with a strange, armed man must be rather alarming." Sanger is self-aware, at least, but he's probably not quite right either. The instant discomfort between Ymir and himself in all likelihood has little to do with the state of Union, and the possibility of combat. No matter what they would be unlikely to be fast friends. That much, Sanger could sense.

"I had to help fight off the dragon myself, so I'm aware of the danger."