Right, okay. Nice. I think I know what that word means.

[He might be grouchy from bird attacks and feeling ridiculous over the prospect of apologizing to them when he clearly didn't do anything wrong!!, but he couldn't help that little bit of playful teasing getting out.]

[But, sigh. Yes, he can play nice if he has to. He also has his own share of unfriendly Pokemon, he knows what to do about that. So when Feather comes out he crouches, balancing on the balls of his feet with his arms resting on his knees.]

Hey there, your trainer says you can help me out with those guys out there? They're not happy with me, but if they see you, then maybe they won't attack me too fast.

[He jabs a thumb over his shoulder, gesturing at the crowd of waiting Pidove.]