Webster looks at the Espurr on his foot with a suspiciously hungry look, one that Hiroshi manages to glare him out of following up on. Eating other peoples' Pokemon is not in the contract, dude. Webster, somehow, sighs.

"Sorry. He's... still got a few wild instincts in him," Hiroshi explains. Patting Webster's flank a bit, he looks to Armin. "Lead the way."