I've yet to regret it! You'll just have to get used to my friendship.

[It earns a few more giggles out of her, anyway. When they leave the Lighthouse, her home isn't too far away. It's very well made, well furnished... and, well, that's a pretty huge charizard sleeping on the porch. He hears them approach, and lifts his head, growling.]

Easy, Walt. We have another friend here. Be good.

[... Fine :| walt huffs, then lays back down to sleep.]