Walter immediately regretted asking the question. He drew his hands close to himself, as if trying to make himself smaller. The growl from Skagbait didn't help - he half expected him to lunge at him, despite working on his fear of dogs and his experience with a gentle Riolu. He breathed in, clasping his hands together.

"I've told others about my past. About the things that have happened to me. And they've been telling me that it was wrong, even when they've had similar lives. And. I wanted to know about you. I hope you haven't had a life like mine." He explained quietly. Reed looked up and fluttered to his arm, cooing softly. Walter lowered his gaze, lifting a hand to pet Reed and focus on the feel of his feathers.