I mean I got dragged in just like you did. I'm not from here, either.

[Today, Patch is nowhere to be seen, but Phil is playing backrest and barks his own greeting over Jack's shoulder, the blueish-white background resolving into a large Seel once Jack shifts the gear's view to include him.]

And yeah, pokemon. Phil here is one of mine. They don't talk, but they're pretty clear about what they want when they want to be. [chuckle] I think yours might be wanting you to stay down for a while. Maybe he's worried.