Pyros smiled and chuckled as she let go, catching the subtle hints. He chose to act oblivious, but he had been around the ringer, he knew the subtle signs from females. It helped that his sisters would constantly pester him about the "hints" women gave to men who don't suspect their interest, or when the women don't know what they are doing. He looked at Atty and contemplated a name, and then smiled.
"I give all of my Pokemon names. I believe it makes them feel more special and that they feel like they actually matter," he then looked over to his adorable little Tepig. "I'm gonna name you Charlotte. How you like it, Tepig?" as he made a big, goofy grin, the Tepig squealed with delight and jumped out of his hold and on to his face, snuggling him and causing the man to laugh and try to grab the small piglet off of his face. "Hey, Charlotte. Get off, silly."
She finally got off and looked up at Flambe, who was still around Pyros' arm. She hopped out of Pyros' hold again and grabbed his shoulder, struggling up to stand on top. Once she made that leap and climb, she carefully walked over Pyros' large bicep to see the floating chandelier. She waved and oinked at her in greeting, using her snout to snuggle the arm of the Chandelure that was wrapped around Pyros. Pyros knew that most Chandelure love to be pet on the arms, but hate to be pet on the opening for the large flame in its head. Well, most Chandelure. A cat Pokemon normally loves to be pet right near its tail or behind the ears, while others will fight you tooth and claw to never do that again. It seemed like Flambe didn't mind getting pet on the arms, so he knew that little Charlotte would be safe from retaliation. Hopefully.
Zarda peeked over and smiled at the adorable sight, and continued to rest next to Pandora.
