??: It'd be nice to meet you too. Turn on the lights.
??: I've been here before. Shut up and turn on the lights, damn you!
??: Thank you. Pleased to meet you.
??: Why ever could that be? Is it because your first name is Professor? That's a common name in the land I hail from.
??: No. I have journeyed countless miles and slain countless foes. The blood of thousands stains my hands, and after these ghastly deeds I fled into the wilderness. I survived on the shores of a deserted island for many weeks, aided by the Pokemon I took with me to train in the arts of war. A tsunami attacked my hut and carried me off to sea, and here I am. My memory is of my past is patched and scarred. I have forgotten many of the horrors I must have seen, but others linger on in my mind, driving me into mindless rage and sorrow at but a moments' notice.
Rowan: ...
??: That will not be necessary
For a moment, ??'s eyes flash with murderous intensity, but only for a split second.Rowan: . . .Right.
??: You can stop right there, old man. I know what Pokemon are, and I know what they can do. I know this better than you or anyone you know ever has or will.
??: What is there to learn? They are born. They live. They die. Some win glorious triumphs. Some live in peace. Some are enslaved by cruel masters and fight only to survive. There is no mystery here.
??: I AM A MAN.
??: NO!
??:
I AM A MAN.??: NO!
??:
I AM A MAN.