[He opens one eye to look at her, attempting to maintain his focus.]
Of course, I can't expect you to understand the importance of granting life to a pokemon, Agatha. They're more useful to you when they're dead, isn't that right?
[[She'll just wander forward, taking a seat on the beach just outside the circle of pokemon, surrounded by smog in the shape of a Gengar. She grins at it.]]
You really have gotten clucky, haven't you? Are you going to knit it a sweater? Hee hee hee!
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Of course, I can't expect you to understand the importance of granting life to a pokemon, Agatha. They're more useful to you when they're dead, isn't that right?
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Well, they're certainly more interesting, anyway.
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Now now, no need to get shirty with me.
[[She looks out at the ocean, resting her hands on her cane, which has been dug into the sand.]]
Hmph. Cerise was so much nicer than this place.
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It's no place for us. That's why I've taken to living elsewhere.
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Far-off and secluded. Not many on this island know of it, and even fewer would venture near it. It makes for a perfect hideaway.
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Why are you meditating here, then, where any plebian could find you?
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But I suppose that answers my question, albeit in the most roundabout way possible.
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