[Gobbet's first instinct is to fight the thing she sees. She's only ever seen things like this when fighting toxic or insect shamans. Those grotesque spirits that function under a hive mind and simply seek to consume all they can. But it snores and droops forward and she's reminded of her old rat, Madness, when she used to fall asleep on her shoulder.]

[It's sort of hideous and inspires a deep seated wariness, but it's also a little endearing.]

Oh. Uh...cu..te? It's kind of like an awakened insect then. Just like. A bigger and weirder version of something normal. We have things like that back home.

[Pokemon are weird. But so is like 98% of the fauna of the sixth world.]