"Well, it's certainly possible for more than one person to have such a power, in my opinion. But the probability is truly quite low. The same goes for it being a trick of the eye, though some people harmed in the epidemics may experience such things as hallucinations of Shadow Pokémon, but the probability of it happening randomly to somebody, simulating that dark and eerie vibe of Shadow Aura... It's as low, if not as low as somebody else being able to actually see it. I suppose the only way to prove if somebody had the power was to go and find a Shadow Pokémon. But that'd be..." Michael glanced behind him, down the hall. As he turned his head to face the group, Rudy spoke up. He smiled, actually glad to get off the topic himself, especially giving where he had been going with his words. Clearing his throat, he nodded. "That is a good idea, Rudy. We've stood here long enough, there are things to see! Come along, I think I know just the place to lighten the mood after this discussion." Michael turned, as Velis began to speak. He took a moment to redirect his thoughts to the question, before replying. "The only person I think that'd know would possibly be Eagun, though he never told me if they were still in Orre or not. It's possible they've been living here the whole time and nobody realizes it, yet it's also possible that they left and have been gone since the first epidemic. There is no solid evidence, at least that I've uncovered. If you are ever near Agata Forest, I suggest you seek out Eagun in Agate Village. You might be able to get some information from him that I didn't." Deciding to get back to where he was intending to take the tour, Michael began walking down the hall, speaking as he went. "We have a large quantity of Pokémon here. Inside the lab, and in the garden behind it. We sometimes end up with quite a few eggs, and having all those Pokémon together back there can get a bit messy if the little ones get into trouble. So we dedicated a small portion of the lab to housing them, sort of like a Daycare." Michael explained, as the journey down the hall continued. After a short period of time, Michael stopped, turning left and looking through the observation window that showed the inside of the Daycare without them having to enter right away. Inside there were many small Pokémon, playfully wrestling, eating, and some even surprisingly sleeping through it all. Multiple breeders could be seen inside as well, assisting the Pokémon when necessary, and making sure they all ate healthy. It wasn't the most relaxing job, but it was certainly a fulfilling one. "As you can see, there are plenty of young Pokémon here. When somebody comes to the Lab, looking for their first Pokémon, this is where we go. There are quite a few different species, and they all have different personalities. I like to think there's a partner for everyone, and that partner can be found here." Desmond observed the Pokémon through the window, a smile forming on his lips as he noticed a Slakoth lazily sleeping in a corner, away from the commotion. He then glanced down at the two Pokéballs on his belt, recalling the comrades he already had, and trusted more than anyone else. They were always there through thick and thin, like kin. "I think that's most certainly correct, Professor. There were certainly partners for me when I first began." Michael glanced at the white-haired young man, curiously. "Oh? And what partners were those?" "A Mareep, and Nidoran." Desmond answered, looking up at the Professor. "They have aided me more than a few times, I could never thank them enough for being there for me, so I always try to be there for them, in battle, and in general to make sure they stay healthy." Michael nodded. "They sound like dependable Pokémon. It's good to know there are still plenty of strong connections between trainer and Pokémon these days." He replied, before curiously looking over at the others. "You also have Pokémon, yes? Companions you trust deeply?" He asked, personally curious. It got his mind off of the Shadow Pokémon, which he appreciated.