"Yes. If you so like, you may come back anytime and see the Pokemon. I might have you help with a few chores here and there though." Nothing stressful, mainly feeding or playing with the Pokemon.

The Poochyena hops back at getting his nose lightly bopped, but that doesn't deter him from trying to take a playful bite at her shoe. Dogs like to chew on things, after all. The professor is not oblivious to this sudden display of energy.

"Harley...Poochyena seems to like you. Why don't you try adopting him for a bit? Maybe you can get him to break out of his shell?"