The late afternoon sun-despite the cooling of seasons from Fall to winter, René still found the Hoenn sun quite extreme compared to his old home back in Kalos. The smell of the salty sea nearby and the hustle of big city life- René found himself preoccupied with plenty of things. But the biggest deal was to locate food for his precious babes of Pokemon. And maybe a decent Pumpkin spice iced latte for himself. That sounds divine right now.

René partner his Galarian Meowth, which the man found himself spoiling and loving with his very soul, manded something with a lot of meat and cheese. René let out a laugh as the scruffy cat runs off ahead from the giant man to a food stall. Suddenly when René heard a woman's voice yell in the direction of his Meowth, he got worried and ran after it.

To the knight's shock, some hooligan (cila ) was messing with his dear Meowth. René yelled at the woman in his rich French accent. "unhahnd my pussy, you foul meescreation!"

René stood there pointing an accusatory finger at the woman after yelling what he had just yelled. When the woman sputtered out to unhand his what? "My chat." René said more firmly in his French Accent.

The woman then roughly chucked his Meowth at him, and René let out a grunt as he rolled to catch the spoiled Meowth before it hit the ground with destructive blunt force, and he in his disbelief, stares at the woman as he yells out-"how dahre you be so rough to my pussy! she cahn't hahndle such rough treatment!" René yelled after the woman as he chased her.

"deedn't your mahma naht teach you how to hahndle such frahgile ahnd senseetive sings, or ahre you just zat rough weeth you hahndleeng such cute ahnd smahll sings?!" Taro lectured the young lady on the treatment of treating such cute things so roughly.