"Not everyone is as nice as the wall reapers we've run across! Sometimes, you've gotta focus on looking out for number one, and that's what this one seems to be doing!" Grovyle's voice might be a bit snappish, but he leans in after a moment, trying to ignore the heat from his partner's barrier as he follows up once more with the slicing shockwaves from his leaves, pursuing the flinching minks.