[Well, that was a whole number of things that Vinnie was not expecting. He blinked, visibly taken aback by a title that should've belonged to someone more like his father than to him, and a description that hit a little too close to home for all his struggles and self-placed expectations. The Venusaur was too stunned to try and correct him. It was too uncanny to simply be coincidence - this was the coming of age ritual of wild Sawsbuck, but Vinnie was certainly no deer. Technically he wasn't a wild Pokemon either, and hadn't been for some time, even if he kept the forest imprinted upon his heart.

'Almost perfectly winter-hearted'... and yet Kieran had barely known him for half an hour. It felt like bucket of indirect praise had just been thrown at him, and the Venusaur didn't know what to do with it.]

Uh... thank you.

Look, um. I don't think you have t'worry 'bout not being wintery yet. No one starts off on a journey already a sentinel. That just takes livin'.