Sven's eyes widened at the way Saskia mentioned that Grim had been so harsh with his trainer. Lycanrocs were quite temperamental dogs to begin with, but one that was so quick to attack? And its trainer at that? He plopped back onto the couch and sighed a bit. As much as he wanted to take Saskia's side in this debacle, he could sort of understand where her dad was coming from. It would do no good for a ranger to have a pokemon that couldn't properly obey. But at the same time, he had high hopes for his friend and her training style. After all, Kirin was a great pokemon. So she was certainly doing something right. Maybe it was their temperament, or maybe it was something more.

"Well if Greyson's too busy, I could probably fit it into my schedule at time. It takes patience," he offered with a nod. "But I can't say any of my pokemon are any trouble at the moment! But they usually are a bit contrary when you first catch them."

To Sven, it was all a matter of instinct. If he got some one-on-one time with Maugrim, he was certain he could have a feel for the temperament the dog gave, and help give Saskia advice from there. Though Silly Putty was in his arms, it soon was placed to balance on his head. From that angle however, it dropped its toy and seemed saddened, until Sven handed it a pizza bagel to munch on. Sven himself grabbed the plate and took one, then offered it out to Saskia. The bagel crunched a bit harder in his mouth than he anticipated as he chewed, but a thoughtful 'hm' left his lips as he swallowed the bite he'd taken. Sven didn't take long to plop the other half of the mini bagel in his mouth and swallow it as well.

"Given Maugrim is a bit more wolf-like, I imagine it's got that wild temperament in it still. You've gotta give it a chance to go all out, even if it means possibly getting attacked. In a sense, it's a matter of showing him your trust. Once he knows you won't back down, he might respect you more."

There was that mentality in dogs in which they had to be the alpha. If Saskia could show Maugrim that she was the one running the show, perhaps he'd kneel to her. And if things got too dicey in their training session, he could always just bring out Marco in an attempt to cool the rock-type down with a few spritzes of water.

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Poor Saskia looked absolutely drained. Maybe that's why he let her swipe the bagel bite out of his hand. Though it did earn a laugh from the dj. He could understand her desire for Grim to just be a good boy, because who didn't want to pet a dog pokemon? It was a little difficult when the pokemon wouldn't let anyone do that, however. With her question offered, Sven pulled out his phone and checked his schedule. Nothing too important popped out at him. Even so, he was quick to offer a cheesy line to the brunette.

"Well you know, there's nothing more important in my schedule than you, so I'm free whenever if it means getting the little guy some training in."

His words were cut off with a loud yawn. Maybe it was time for the two to call it a night. Sven stood up and stretched a bit before he began to pick up after the two of them. Once the living room was clean enough, Sven grabbed a pillow and blanket before he rubbed at his eyes. He wasn't anything if he wasn't hospitable.

"You know the rules. Since you're the guest, you get my bed. I'll take the couch."

His Sprigatitos paced around the foot of the couch as if waiting for Saskia to get up and lead them back. Seemed Ditto was the only pokemon that chose to stay with him, not that he minded.

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