[Leaning down to let his mawile down (to her slight dismay), Chihiro heads closer with both pokémon in tow.]

Trying? [Though, taking one look at the motley crew...] They...don't seem like they want to stay still. [But he smiles at them anyway because ahh they're cute, aren't they?

He understands pokémon restlessness, though-- his mawile is moving to scamper toward Naegi's team before the staraptor plucks her up with his beak, leaving little legs flailing.]

Um, do you think I could help...? Maybe it'd work better if you got in the picture.