[Once the egg is sufficiently handed off, Yagyuu bends down and scoops Lady into his arms, which sets her purring and nuzzling happily — and also leaves him feeling a little more reassured about the whole HOSHIT THAT'S A GHOST RIGHT THERE thing, because Lady is like a fuzzy psychic shield who will not allow a single perfect hair on her beloved's head to ever come to harm.]

She was. I bred her myself, from a pair of my teammates' Pokemon. I later inherited her mother, actually, when one of them departed Johto entirely, but Lady is the one I've had longest, and in some ways she's the most significant, as she's the one who is truly mine.

[She also responds well to flattery and Yagyuu knows how to keep His Laydeez happy.]