[Aw fuck no.]

I wonder if a spray bottle full of water would be effective?

[It's the clipclopping of hooves that has her turning, then brightening at the little deer. Sebby remains where he is; at least Pokemon seem to be okay on his list. Going to pet that Deerling with a smile, crouching a touch.]

Goodness, hello there! You're an awfully pretty little thing, now aren't you...