Oh, no, that was hardly the problem! It's more the creatures I have for travel are... different. [The bouyant nature of the house is certainly not to blame, though he's frowning for but a moment when the matter of a name comes up.

Until Erina's at least nice enough to cover for him and he's rubbing at his face for a brief moment.]

As Erina said, he's rather willful of a creature. Nothing has fit or, things I have tried, he seems not keen to be called them. He's merely surly by nature. [Almost as if knowing he's being talked about, said squirtle squirts a bit of water off to the side, at least testing his limits while making sure said water gets outside. Good grief.

Candalera is already off to go find this mention of sun room.]