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[ The feed starts to play with blurs of colour, the image shaky and the audio muffled sounds of movement and scrabbling with the faintest clip-clop of tiny feet on hardwood flooring and energetic whimpering.

But it stops when there's a heavy thud as the device clearly falls from a slight distance, the screen turning black momentarily from the impact, and then settling on the ceiling above, catching sight of a bouncy husky puppy attempting to clamber up onto a couch with a jacket hanging over the edge where it's pulled it down visible at the edge of the screen.

There's the sound of human footfalls carrying closer, and a soft, amused chuckle as a Clint-shaped shadow casts over the view. ]

You've barely been here an hour and already you're trashing the place. Can't get up? [ He sounds more fond than put out, and he crouches down to push the panting puppy up from below, allowing the pretence that it managed it itself. ] Don't worry, Tasha'll probably think it's me. Taking one for the team, right?

[ Foot kicking the device as he straightens up, Clint scoops up the device and groans when he realises it's recording. ]

So much for being discrete.

[ Private to Natasha ]

Surprise?

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[ It doesn't go out of his way to make life difficult for anyone, so being put straight wouldn't put him out; he's always preferred honesty, but it's probably because it's rare he deals in it. ]

Everyone's a kid to me, seems like I'm one of the older guys around.

[ He openly eyes the Pokemon, not wary, but definitely intrigued. ] Sure, the more the merrier, right? As long as no one's evil, they're good with me.

That makes sense. [A matter of perspective, then.]

Chandela is very well-trained, so you won't have to worry.

[The most it'd get up to is a bit of mischief when it's bored and its trainer isn't around, but Chandela's usually harmless outside of battle!]

Chandela. [ He tests the name, stores it to memory so he doesn't get it wrong later, and leaves room for correction. ] And don't worry about any accidents, Fury had plenty growing up that the shock's long-since worn off.

[Chandela bobs up in the air in response to hearing its name mentioned.] Dela?

Fury?

[ He tries so hard not to soften around the edges, but ends up smiling at the creature all the same.

He turns the device just so, capturing a fully-grown, black Labrador. ] Friend who lived here for a while left and I took him in.