[Surprising everyone, Nanu does have some semblance of tact in very specific situations.]

[Accepting her request, he pushes himself back to standing with a grunt and steps forward to sit on her bed. However uncomfortable the heat is for him, it's a hundred times worse for Anabel. The haze doesn't cause him to hesitate, though he does sit somewhat carefully, as if he's not supposed to be there. But she's trying to make herself comfortable, and is comfortable enough in his presence, so he allows himself to lean back a little bit.]

Don't worry. You're not going to catch me getting in on the action.

[Nanu hears her hidden plea loud and clear. Even so, he wasn't planning on joining the "effort", for either side; even if Anabel wasn't hurting right now.]

[He nods vaguely, accepting the comparison with a quiet,] No, they don't. I wouldn't say they're as organized, though. [They're somehow a bigger bunch of idiots, is what he means. The only credit he'd give them is that they're not doing so for 'evil' intentions...or so it appears.]

[The amulet melted into her chest catches his eye again, and it's clear how badly he wants to make it go away.]

...Your pokémon know any water or ice moves?