You shake your head, snapping out whatever lust from earlier lingers at the edge of your mind. It's time to think. Being a knowledgeable trainer, you know that Sylveon are good at parley. In fact, all they have to do is touch the target with their ribbon to calm it. This helped you negotiate with the boss that ordered you to invent this whole vore mess. If she hadn't sneaked a ribbon onto his wrist in the middle of your negotiations, you would have had to perform horrific experiments.
Your fairy type fox looked at you with those trusting eyes; the same ones you saw the day you rescued her and she evolved. She knew you were coming up with a plan to stay friends with these pokemon that found you.
Target is the perfect term for her ability to soothe, you thought. It could be used to calm prey down. She frequently touched Spearow with it to calm them down as they watch her shovel them into her hungry maw. They seem to be her favorite food after the Fearow incident. Just as Elise's ribbons can be used against a victim, they can be used to soothe a companion. Just like her stomach.
Going back on track, you knew that Elise's ribbons would be the push your friends need to trust you. It might be unethical to tamper with their minds, but it's for the best.
Perhaps she doesn't need them. Maybe she could just speak to them pokemon to pokemon. "Elise" you tell her, "I need you to convince them. Wild pokemon don't trust humans easily until they're caught. I think they'll take your word that they can trust me over my own."
Elise nods with determination then starts walking toward Norm and Leo. You hold out your tiny arm to stop her, "Wait! ..."
