Gavin seems wholly unbothered by Leon Vercetti's indecency, brows lifting in what could be taken for amusement before his expression settles back into its stoic default.

"No, nor do I."

It had been stressful enough the first time. Though he felt more assured of his own survival since the original incident, thanks in part to the legendary who now shared his thoughts, that said nothing of how Rocket or their submarine would fare against another Genesect-shaped hole in the hull. Not to mention the stress of explaining it to Walsh, again.

He sighs.

"We're going to investigate." It's not a question. "Unless you're comfortable showing yourself to the whole of Rocket in the middle of the night, I'd grab a towel."

Gavin appears unamused, greeting Leon Vercetti's wink with a raised brow, but the lack of admonishment is telling for those that know Merlino's decorum: he doesn't care.

A soft huff escapes him at the word miserable; he'd thought as much of their underwater HQ, once. Amazing what a partnership with the Guardian of the Seas could do for a man's confidence.

"I fought Necrozma during the Blackout," Gavin deadpans, already turning to follow the Electivire. "Trust me, very little else compares to that."

He makes no mention of the fact that the breach in the submarine's hull had been just as terrifying; no one knew of that fear, and he intended to keep it that way.

As they pass by the clothes neatly folded next to one of the pools, Gavin crouches down to retrieve two pokeballs from his belt. One is a beast ball, heavy in his palm, while the other luxury ball is opened to reveal a crystal-fanged Eelektross. Unbothered by the current produced by its fellow electric-type, the shadow Pokémon levitates through the air as if swimming, sparks curling around its lithe form.