47 was beginning to get used to the little pink ball of fluff wandering around the train. The creature's vague resemblance to a rabbit was starting to cause old memories to surface though and 47 either spent minutes staring blankly at the pokemon or did his best to avoid it completely when he spotted it from afar.

This time he had a plan for the creature when he saw it next. There was something in his hand as he approached the animal and it most definitely smelt like food. He knelt down in front of the pink-furred creature and held out his hand for it to sniff.