"Sure, the people around me seem pretty weird... I mean look at the ugly skeleton man, or the Blonde Porcupine. But how the hell do you have real pokemon?!" the pink-haired girl said.
“Well, I have my Pokémon, because, um, I wanted to start training Pokémon so I got one. So this really is… a world without Pokémon. Where I come from, Pokémon are completely normal thing. But it seems that it's not the case in this world”, Whitney said and started to sob. She took her team, aside Miltank which she kept around because it made her feel safer, back into their pokéballs and moved closer to the fire the firegirl had lit. After a while, she regained her cool.
“Who are you, by the way? And where are you from? And you know about Pokémon, don’t you?” Whitney started to ask questions instinctively to keep the silence away and conversation going on. She also honestly wanted to get to know the girl.