Something’s different with you, Arcanine… I don’t know if it’s you…or if it’s me.
But it’s that time of year, isn’t it? Mating season? Instead of looking for a mate, you’ve been looking after me!
Oh Arcanine, I’m sorry! You know I don’t mind if you go. I wouldn’t stop you. But…if I’m honest… I don’t want you to go. So I… I have a proposition. I’d like to be your mate.”