[Vanillite. Please. Polnareff waves a hand, not so much shooing it as trying to discourage that particular behavior. And as he does that, he listens, which . . . good grief. All of that information is fascinating, of course. Some of it is a bit creepy, and some of it is familiar, but all of it is interesting.

Better to just focus on one at a time. Polnareff nods towards Serperior.]

He sounds like the one I'm most familiar with, so why don't we start there?

[Not that he doesn't like the others.]

You said you didn't train him for endurance. Is there a reason for that, or is he simply not built for it?