But Flash is a Normal-type move—oh well. Even if he’s come to realize that Pokémon are just as dangerous as Grimm—if not more so—they’ve been trained for this. If there’s any real hostility in there, it’ll probably come from those Team Aqua/Magma terrorists anyway. His Ralts can at least sense that much.

And besides, the guy they’re looking for is the Hoenn League Champion. Surely whatever’s happening in there can’t be that bad…

He nods to Magnolia, and calmly follows Nora inside, peering into the dimness. He puts away his PokéNav, since it’s evident that its dim lighting won’t do them much good even in here. They could probably construe this as a sort of Aural training anyway, why not?

After a while, he stops; his Ralts stopping with him. “Nora?” Where the hell did she get to this time—