[It takes her a second to look up at the remark, as though she doesn't quite realize at first that it's being directed at her; when it hits her, though, she glances up to regard him with a smile, and tips her head to indicate her Tropius, who's waiting next to her with a sign.]

Not very much, thank you! Dear Tropius takes wonderfully good care of me, and I'll likely not stay out too much longer. I've a few Fire-types running about, as well; they've been helping marvelously with the chill.

[And then she blinks.]

Oh! How charming, is that a Dedenne? Goodness, look at him, he's all tucked in with you, how darling!