[Other nobles might've been appalled at the almost-slipup. But... hey. Waking up in a different world, away from everyone and everything you've ever known? Elsa can forgive him for his language. If she was one to curse, she probably would have when she first arrived, too.]

He's a creature native to this world, called a "Pokemon". There are hundreds of different species out there, and it's something of a hobby here to collect them and raise them.

[She turns away from the camera, calling out a name - "Sigurd!" - and after a moment, another Cubone appears, peering curiously at the camera. With a smile, Elsa scoops up the creature with one arm.]

This particular species is called a "Cubone". Very loving creatures, but Sigurd here can be quite hotheaded when he wants to be, so watch out.