Luckily for Jean, he was able to get away before the Poke-Flute could put him to sleep. Although, the close encounter with the song left him feeling rather groggy. Ventus stops his playing and begins chuckling, overhearing the strange group's glorious announcement. "Team Shadowsnow...protectors? Well, you're doing a fine job! Also, I don't quite think a secret base is so secret if you tell people about it." He states, smirking underneath his hood. Sera called off her clones, each of them dissipating as the real one moved to stand by the boy's side. "Give them a chance. If they were here to cause trouble, they would've done so by now.." She chides to the boy. "I'm not worried about them in the slightest...it's that Sylveon that's getting on my nerves.." He responds, seeming to share his partner's distaste for fairies, save for Sera, of course.
Watching Jean leave only to be called back by his trainer, Serph sighs in annoyance. "I suppose I should be thankful..fairy types and normal types tend to get on my nerves..if you don't mind my asking, just who are you and what do you want from us?" Serph says to Sachiko, turning to face the Meowstic. He had always had a form of respect for psychic types, for their foresight was unmatched to any other Pokémon. In fact, the smartest psychic-type the Lucario had ever met was Xatu, always staring out from the highest point of a canyon at the sunset, sharing words of wisdom...
Aqua, hearing the music stop and a voice behind her, turns around to face the towering Rythian, seeming not afraid in the slightest. "Hi there! Hmm...you don't seem all that bad for a being a dark type..I used to be friends with a Zorua...he never gave me his name though. Hehe, who knows, you might be that same Zorua, except you're stronger than before!" She theorizes, happy at the thought of the possibility of Rythian being a long lost friend that she's meeting once again.