"And if you had tried, we would only be down one more supervisor," Childermass points out, which would make her actually useless, but there won't be time to mention that part or even argue over it since there's suddenly far more unexpected arrivals than— well, he can't even say 'than expected', since he hadn't even expected them. Where did the Pokemon go hadn't even crossed his mind until right this moment, although the animated pumpkin gets the most peculiar of looks before he's forced to turn his attention elsewhere.

His first inclination is to try and reach for the prancing Mudbray, saying, "Butcher, stay still! Where did you even—" Ah, there, that's where they came from. The tremors should have given it away immediately. With Pig shoving her nose at his coat, he has to switch attention yet again to Butcher's pushy mother. Pig's the one who could tear his whole damn coat off if she felt like it, so Butcher will have to wait.

"You got out..." He says quietly, suddenly glad he'd never let Baker leave his own side. What would have happened if he'd left his pokeball behind in his room? In the manor? He turns, patting her nose, but also having to admit, "I'm sorry, girl. I don't have anything on me in this coat."