"Maybe it's time to look into a house if the Pokemon are outgrowing the apartment. That or Steve can just keep them in their Pokeballs." And he says this completely unaware if Steve even has that capability or wants to do something like that.

Josh isn't going to comment on the psychic subject matter any further, his attention is all but on the arguing trainers nearby. He walks over to the group, peering past them to see what exactly has them rattled. Adia's guess is pretty spot on, as in the middle of the aisle (which seems to be for Pokemon food), a dinosaur like Pokemon seems to have dragged an entire bag of food onto the floor.

The Pokemon has torn out a sizable hole in the bag, spilling kibbles everywhere, and is content with eating any food it can sniff out. Which means everything. It's a literal vacuum cleaner with an insatiable appetite.

"Hey Adia...Does the anti-violence field apply to Pokemon?" Josh had no idea if it does, but his words deter the male trainer from releasing his Pokemon. Instead, the trainers turn to face Adia and Josh, the boy looking somewhat annoyed at their appearance. His attitude doesn't stop him from lashing out at either of them either, while the female trainer hides behind him fearfully.

"You got a better idea, smarty-pants? Or are you going to have your girlfriend do all the work for you?"