Unfortunately for Grim, that Onix is larger than anything he's encountered so far. There's a momentary panic at the sudden nuzzling and it may look like he's going to pass out until he realizes Quincey only means well. So his panic mellows out into a nervous calm as he relaxes into the nuzzling, waving to the dratini when he's finally relaxed. "Y... yeah, I'm fine!" he manages to squeak out at last.

Ronald meanwhile doesn't seem too concerned, folding his arms behind his head even as his duskull is being smothered with affection. After all, he's been in tougher scrapes. His attention is returned to Snake however when he mentions the circus and it's almost as if he brightens up to hear that. "S'that right? You're from home then! Fancy that!" he laughs back. "That makes prolly around... five of us then, including yours truly."