Adia feels sorry for the cell pokémon who lost the competition, but it is heartening to see the wobbuffet helping them back up. She had no idea that pokémon were up to these sorts of games, but it makes sense, considering the level of their intelligence.

"Oh, I wish I could," she says sadly to the solosis on her shoulder. "You'd be far too obvious if I took you back home with us. Well, unless I found a cave remote enough." She looks over at Caspar. "Do you think if we --"

"No." Caspar is not immune to the pokémon charms, but he draws the line at one that can speak directly into his brain. He does not have the chill for that.

Adia pats her cell friend on the top of its slimy body. "I'll come back to visit again, I promise."