[He draws his hand out of his pocket, and holds it up to display what he's got between two fingers and a thumb: a Pokeball of his own. He turns his eyes to it, giving it an almost fond look.]

The most remarkable woman greeted me upon my arrival here, Dale. Charming, sweet, forthright. I think you would've liked her very much. She offered to make me dinner, you know, and I asked her what she thought of love and fear, good and evil.

[A pause.]

She didn't have an answer, so I killed her.