We wouldn't have any trouble if you'd just give your damn name. [seriously. Chien was getting used to trusting strangers a tiny bit since his stay here, but a guy who won't answer a question's still on his shitlist.

... But he remembers Silver's lessons about being a trainer and calls Soren back down, though the bird's pretty unhappy.]

I'm Chien, and he's Soren. A Pokémon called Swellow. We gave our names, now you give yours.