[Pidge glances over at Rover, who simply puffs up his feathers excitedly at the idea of FINALLY being allowed to go beat up some losers, then just lets out a sigh and rolls her eyes.] Fine, geez. It all still seems like some stupid, testosterone driven bullshit to me, but fine.

[Rover looks so pleased, though. So does Porygon, actually.]

Of course we named him, but that's-- I don't know, that just seems different.